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Christmas Roses

Edith Nesbit

The summer roses all are gone,
Dead, laid in shroud of rain-wet mould;
And passion's lightning time is done,
And Love is laid out white and cold.

Summer and youth for us are dead,
What do old age and winter bring instead?
They bring us memories of old years,
And Christmas roses, cold and sweet,

Which, washed by not unhappy tears,
I bring and lay beside your feet,
With gifts that come with flowers like these,
Friendship, remembrance of our past, and peace!

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