Poet Emily Dickinson expresses her thoughts on roses in this short poem. We love the spring
when rose planting time is here. We hope the words in this poetry remind
you of the beauty and fragileness of the rose. As Jean Richepin once said,
"One may live without bread, not without roses."
A Short Garden Poem Nobody Knows This Little Rose
Poet - Emily Dickinson
Nobody knows this little Rose -
It might a pilgrim be
Did I not take it from the ways
And lift it up to thee.
Only a Bee will miss it -
Only a Butterfly,
Hastening from far journey -
On its breast to lie -
Only a Bird will wonder -
Only a Breeze will sigh -
Ah Little Rose - how easy
For such as thee to die!
More verses about roses:
A true poet does not bother to be poetical.
Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses.
God gave us memory so that
we might have roses in December.
James M. Barrie
If love were what the rose is,
And I were like the leaf,
Our lives would grow together
In sad or singing weather.
And I will make thee beds of roses
And a thousand fragrant posies.
She bathed with roses red,
and violets blew.
And all the sweetest flowers
That in the forrest grew.