Poetry at the Post: Seeing Violet in Oaxaca

The Violet
BY JANE TAYLOR
Down in a green and shady bed,
A modest violet grew,
Its stalk was bent, it hung its head,
As if to hide from view.

Scenes from Oaxaca August 2015
Scenes from Oaxaca
August 2015

And yet it was a lovely flower,
Its colours bright and fair;
It might have graced a rosy bower,
Instead of hiding there,

Scenes from Oaxaca August 2015
Scenes from Oaxaca
August 2015

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