For stately trees in rich array, For sunlight all the happy day,
For blossoms radiant and rare, For skies when daylight closes,
For joyous, clear, outpouring song From birds that all the green wood throng,
For all things young, and bright, and fair, We praise thee, Month of Roses!
For blue, blue skies of summer calm, For fragrant odors breathing balm,
For quiet, cooling shades where oft The weary head reposes,
For brooklets babbling thro' the fields Where Earth her choicest treasures yields,
For all things tender, sweet and soft, We love thee, Month of Roses!
--by Elaine Goodale
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