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Life did not bring me silken gowns,
Nor jewels for my hair,
Nor signs of gabled foreign towns
In distant countries fair,
But I can glimpse, beyond my pane,
A green and friendly hill,
And red geraniums aflame
Upon my window sill.

The brambled cares of everyday,
The tiny humdrum things,
May bind my feet when they would stray,
But still my heart has wings
While red geraniums are bloomed
Against my window glass,
And low above my green-sweet hill
The gypsy wind-clouds pass.

And if my dreamings ne'er come true,
The brightest and the best,
But leave me 'lone my journey through,
I'll set my heart at rest,
And thank God for the home-sweet things,
A green and friendly hill,
And red geraniums aflame
Upon my window sill.

                               ....Martha Haskell Clark
RED GERANIUMS
"Happiness is as a butterfly, which,
when pursued, is always beyond our
grasp, but which, if you will sit
down quietly, may alight upon you."
....Hawthorne