Love Poems About Sulked or Sulked Love Poems
by Jemmy Farmer |
Categories: childhood, natureblue, garden,

Song of Violet (Ballad meter)

The garden where I could suppose,
I loved a little flower
with scented leaves, but not a rose,
a wasted childhood hour.

Among the blooms of regal love
a violet had my heart;
she hid within the garden grove
where salad leaves depart.

She shined beneath the window box
within my hideaway
a glimpse of blue by clustered phlox
and I would stay all day.

My pride and joy in this wee plot,
I'd sit and watch her grow,
impatient child who sulked a lot
but sat through wind and snow

And smiled into the summer sun
when first a bud appeared
a burst of blue would soon be done
once more my heart was cheered.