THE FLOWERS' CHOICE.

NZ Truth, Issue 67, 29 September 1906, Page 1

THE FLOWERS' CHOICE.

(Written for "Truth.") : i I heard the flowers, one day, s Confess m turn the fate which they, , Would deem most blessed. The timid Violet whispered, "I Would choose to live— l dare not die, Let me be pressed." The Moss Rose raised its dainty head, And blushing, "Ah, what bliss," ill said, "For aye to rest Oh some fair maiden's bosom soft* And with her laving fingers oft To be caressed." The gaudy Peony declared, "To be admired Is all I ask, and 'tis my due, M> loveliness leaves nothing nevT To be desired." _.. „. — The modest Daisy said, "I know/ Alas, lam not fit to gravir - 'Mid such, as ye; ; . .... Yet God has given to each a place To occupy a little space, Though mean I be. "Content with my estate, I pray, Where He has placed me, there to stay, 'Till life is done : Enjoying warmth, enjoying light, Until my everlasting night Obscure the sun." At last the Lily, fair and mild, Spcke, sighing. "When a little child! Is snatched by Death, I'd love to nestle, pure and bright, Within its hands, so cold and white. Or m a wreath. "I'd twine me o'er the coffin's lid 'Till from the mother's sight 'twas hid: And I would make The hideousness of Death appear Less foully hideous, almost fair, For her poor sake." The Lily spoke, and for a space The dewy tears were shed apace, And all confessed. Who heard her eentle words, that she,, So full of love and sympathy, Had chosen best. -J. F. BURKE, Aramoho, September, 1906.