We are sending you, dear flowers <br />Forth alone to die, <br />Where your gentle sisters may not weep <br />O'er the cold graves where you lie; <br />But you go to bring them fadeless life <br />In the bright homes where they dwell, <br />And you softly smile that't is so, <br />As we sadly sing farewell. <br />O plead with gentle words for us, <br />And whisper tenderly <br />Of generous love to that cold heart, <br />And it will answer ye; <br />And though you fade in a dreary home, <br />Yet loving hearts will tell <br />Of the joy and peace that you have given: <br />Flowers, dear flowers, farewell! <br /><br /><br />Louisa May Alcott<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-frost-king-song-1/
