The Blossom and the Maid.
'Twas simple, beautiful, and that was all.
Its scent is borne upon the winds of May,
It blooms in springtime___withers in the fall.
I know a pretty maiden, by the way.
Than she no fairer flower springs from earth
She sings thruout the gladsome summer day.
Her beauty lies in pride of modest worth.
These beauties are alike in certain ways.
He who observes the best best understands.
If left unplucked till past their blooming days,
Both either fade or fall to other's hands.
__Colfax Burgoyne Harman
Poems Of Sentiment
Colfax Burgoyne Harman
(Valley Falls, Kansas: Harman Publishing. 1905)