A keresés eredménye

A Flower

Perhaps you've seen - in shady wood,
Amidst a youthful, springtime mead
A flower - simple, humble, good?
(Alone in distant lands you tread.)
 
Awaiting you - in dewy fields
Alone it bloomed, flowered, grew...
And now its purest scent it yields,
The scents of spring it's saved for you.
 
The fragile stem you rip from earth.
And gently place it on your shirt
And you admire, with growing mirth,
The flower, which you've badly hurt.
 
You walk along a dusty path