THE ROSE AND THORNS -THE POEM

 

THE ROSE AND THORNS -THE POEM

I AM the Sweet-brier, and I grow 
By the wayside hedge where the children go; 

I keep quite still till some gentle child 

Parts the leaves with her fingers mild; 

Then I send my breath of fragrance out, 

And smile as I hear the joyous shout, 

"The roses have come! the roses are here!

 I will carry this home to my mother dear."

References:

1. The Primary Plan Book 1912

2. The Girls Own Annual  1891