The December Rose by Edith Nesbit

Lyrics
Here's a rose that blows for Chloe Fair as ever a rose in June was Now the garden's silent, snowy Where the burning summer noon was In your garden's summer glory One poor corner, shelved and shady Told no rosy, radiant story Grew no rose to grace its lady What shuts sun out shuts out snow too; From his nook your secret lover Shows what slighted roses grow to When the rose you chose is over
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- Edith Nesbit