Wood sorrel or Oxalis
The winds of heaven gathered there as pure and cold as dew;
Wood-sorrel and wild violets along the hedgerows grew,
The blossom on the pear-trees was as white as flakes of foam
In the orchard 'neath the shadow of those distant hills of home.
From "The Hills of Home" by Malcolm Humphrey
Hello, I found you though my friend Melanies blog. I LOVE poetry :-) can not wait to read more in here...
ReplyDeleteHi! Welcome, and thanks for stopping by and commenting. :-) Melanie and I have known each other through blogging for so long I don't even remember when we "met."
DeleteI love poetry too. If you click on the labels "poetry" and "poems" at the bottom of the post you will find more of what I've posted here. Also, check out the poetry page at my web site. It has a lot more! :-) http://www.homemakerscorner.com/poetry.htm