Here the scanted daisy glows
Glorious as the carmined rose;
Here the hill-top's verdure mean
Fair is with unfading green;
Here, where sorrow still must tread,
All her graves are garlanded.
And still, O glad passer-by
Of the fields of agony,
Lower laughter's voice, and bare
Thy head in the valley where
Poppies bright and rustling wheat
Are a desert to love's feet.
Flanders Fields
Elizabeth Daryush
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Poem topics: green, laughter, rose, sorrow, voice, head, bright, glad, verdure, valley, desert, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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