Weekly Poem - You Love the Roses - So Do I by George Eliot

If you step out into the November garden chances are you'll see a lonely rose bloom gallantly flowering against the odds which brings us nicely to our weekly poem:

You Love the Roses  ~ So Do I

You love the roses - so do I. I wish
The sky would rain down roses, as they rain
From off the shaken bush. Why will it not?

 

 Then all the valley would be pink and white

And soft to tread on. They would fall as light
As feathers, smelling sweet; and it would be
Like sleeping and like waking, all at once!

~George Eliot 

 

Find out about George Eliot ( Mary Ann Evans) here