THE FOREST FLOWER
1
There's a flower in the wilderness blooming unknown
Though thousands are near it, it blossoms alone
The trees and the bushes hide it from view
And the paths disappear ere they come where it grew
2
Though left to itself 'tis a beautiful flower
Enjoying the dews and the drops of the shower
Yet solitude petrifies love into stone
And the forest flower's healthy hour blossoms alone
3
But go when the summer is gone from the wood
In vain do we look for the place where it stood
'Tis gone like a thought from the heat of the brain
And none may be like it to blossom again
