. Violet In June Poem by Adeline Foster
. Violet In June
.Violet In June
A violet caught I in repose
Upon a sunbathed bank.
Her head was bowed. Do you suppose
It was from life she shrank?
She seemed so wilted in despair;
No tear was in her eye.
She languished in the torrid air
And seemed resigned to die.
Oh little violet, you have bloomed
When others fail the task;
Amid the hardships that have loomed
There is no more we ask.
Although a breeze of furnace heat
Has robbed you of your tear,
Your destiny is not complete,
Put off your shrinking fear.
Oh little violet, lift your eyes
Above the world, up to the sun;
Fear not, for when the daylight dies
Another dew will come.
This is such a beauitful read, I loved it, thanks for pointing it out to me, and aslo thank you for reading and commenting on mine to. Annette
This is a very touching and meaningful poem, Adeline. A great ten. It starts out sad, but an optimism that is palpable, leaves the reader with a good feeling in the end. Look up dear violet, another dawn will come!
Oh little violet, lift your eyes Above the world, up to the sun; Fear not, for when the daylight dies Another dew will come. Beautiful and inspiring! ~mye3
Hope...all living things have it... as you so bravely put it (Another dew will come) ...sunburn is apart of life...her whole world is full of the unexpected happenings...getting pucked by a walker by...a new home she dread...tears for many for reasons...Violet in Violet be still...was she the only Violet? hope not...love and loneliness...are (kin) ...I saw much in your poem...you make me think when I read you...thank you...MS.Adeline
The reason why no tear was in the violet's eye is that she gave it to me (and a couple more) when I read this exquisite, microcosmic gem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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This poem reminds me of some of the short stories of Eugene Field. I like his work, and I like this poem.