|HOW NEAR alike the vernal seasons are
Unto the youthful bloom of early life.
Each glowing sun is greeted with a smile;
Each wind is welcomed as a boon to health;
Each shower is like a troubled wave that flits
Across the restless brain which seeks to know
The whole of life within a narrow span.
The budding of each flower as the hopes
That swell the bosom with a love to share
The joys of earth in all her proudest claims.
The blossoms of the velvet, smiling rose
Can sweetly represent the glowing cheeks,
Or e'en the ruby lips so often kissed
By ___ the perfect flowers they represent,
Whose perfume thus inhaled, itself imparts
A sense of health unto those finer parts,
That permeates and woos the inner mind
Into sweet dreamy thoughts of perfect bliss.
__James A. DeMoss
James A. DeMoss
(Thayer, Kansas: ___. 1892)