To A Seed Merchant by Edna Jaques

TO A SEED MERCHANT

Your catalogue arrived today,

Thanks for the cover bright and gay,

And all the lovely host it brought,

Delphiniums, forget-me-not,

Nasturtiums clustered to one side,

And pale pink roses for a bride.

Although the winter wind is blowing

Here in my room are flowers growing,

Petunias in their gay attire,

And marigolds like sacred fire,

With Canterbury bells to ring

Above the tender fields of spring.

Outside my window blizzards rage

But here upon the glowing page

They smile like lovely guests - and, oh,

I am so glad that flowers grow

In books...I have them twice you see,

Next summer in the yard, and here tonight

Beside the fire with me.

Poem by Edna Jaques