Klondyke Roses

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Title:     Klondyke Roses
Author: Howard V. Sutherland [More Titles by Sutherland]

When melts at last the lingering snow
In sunny days of May or June,
Amid the velvet mosses grow
Shy roses, fragrant-smelling.
A fated sisterhood is theirs,
They sigh their souls out wistfully;
No bee makes love to them or hears
Their tender love a-telling.

They dream, perhaps, of distant lands,
(O lands, that seem as far-off spheres;)
Of love-lit eyes and tender hands
That pluck far happier roses.
But while they dream the days pass by
And August comes with ebon nights,
And sombre is September's sky--
And then their sad life closes.

[The end]
Howard V. Sutherland's poem: Klondyke Roses

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