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| Symphyotrichum patens 'Spreading Aster' Native Missouri wildflower ~ the last of my fall blooms... |
A Late Walk
When I go up through the mowing field,
The headless aftermath,
Smooth-laid like thatch with the heavy dew,
Half closes the garden path.
And when I come to the garden ground,
The whir of sober birds
Up from the tangle of withered weeds
Is sadder than any words
A tree beside the wall stands bare,
But a leaf that lingered brown,
Disturbed, I doubt not, by my thought,
Comes softly rattling down.
I end not far from my going forth
By picking the faded blue
Of the last remaining aster flower
To carry again to you.
-Robert Frost
Outdoors Wednesday

How well the poem goes with the photo!
ReplyDeleteHappy Garden Bloggers' Bloom Day!
Lea
Lea's Menagerie
Mine are already gone, so I'll just enjoy yours in Missouri.
ReplyDeletethe poem is a beautiful caption for this pretty flower.
ReplyDeleteVery pretty flower- nice capture!
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful and such a lovely poem. I would love for you to visit our blog hop and link up this week. I just love sharing other chicken pages with our peeps!~Melissa
ReplyDeleteLovely photo and poem ~ ( A Creative Harbor)
ReplyDeletejust marvelous.......
ReplyDeleteA pretty flower and lovely poem. Will be back to look at more of your blog!
ReplyDeleteSo lovely! The poem was a perfect touch. Thanks for sharing and Happy Outdoor Wednesday!
ReplyDeleteBlessings.
~Holly
Flower is so pretty. Poetry adds to the post. Nice job!
ReplyDeleteJoyce M
So sad to see the last of your beautiful blooms. Lovely image and poem pairing!
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