THE LITTLE GARDEN

Waipawa Mail, Volume LII, Issue 44, 24 December 1930, Page 1 (Supplement)

THE LITTLE GARDEN

There was n little garden plot Along a fence where grew A patch of sweet forget-me-not, A common rose or two. And there wore asters, blue and white, With yellow marigold, To make one spot of pure delight, Where all was drab and cold. For round about and everywhere Seemed poverty and pain, The neighbours’ grounds were bleak and bare, On rubbish fell the rain. On rubbish fell the summer tun All up and down the street. Amid that gloom was only one Who thought of blossoms sweet. And in that little garden space Edged round with pink and blue, With courage and with stately grace A woman’s spirit grew. For spite of poverty and pain. And heartache and despair, She still lmd struggled to retain A tois.li of beauty there. Above the misery and the woe Which failing fortune brings, That little garden kept aglow Her love for finer things. —By Edgar A. Guest.