 | The poems of Madison Cawein |  |
TO GERTRUDE
These are the flowers I bring to thee,Heart's-ease, euphrasy and rue,
Grown in my Garden of Poetry;
Wear them, sweet, on thy breast for me:
The first for thoughts; and the other two
For spiritual vision, that's always true,
So thou with thy soul mayst ever see
The love in my heart I keep for thee.
| The poems of Madison Cawein | |