Love planted a rose
and the world turned
sweet,
Where the wheatfield
blows
Love planted a rose
Up the mill-wheel's
prose
Ran a music beat,
Love planted a rose,
and the world turned
sweet.
BY: Katharine Lee Bates
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That's a lovely poem. Thanks for sharing it with us.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
That is lovely Jo-Anne.
ReplyDeleteDearest Jo-Anne,
ReplyDeleteLove can make the world sweet(er), that's for sure!
Planting roses throughout our lives for others to enjoy their beauty and fragrance and for filling a vase ourselves.
Hugs and happy Sunday!
Mariette
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