The Wondrous Rose by Ann Russell
The sweetest scent I e’er did take
Was when I stumbled, by mistake
Upon a garden, beauteous fair –
Its very fragrance filled the air.
And there I searched for many hours
To find amongst the lovely flowers
That very blossom, from whose kind
Came that sweet scent, which filled my mind.
Then in a corner I did see
A fragrant, scarlet blooming tree
Of heavenly roses Oh the sight!
It filled my senses with delight…
Even the very earth did take
The dying leaves for beauty’s sake…
This poem was printed in the 1968 Rose Annual