To My Lady

by Louisa May Alcott

Louisa May Alcott

"There are no flowers in the fields,
No green leaves on the tree,
No columbines, no violets,
No sweet anemone.
So I have gathered from my pots
All that I have to fill
The basket that I hang to-night,
With heaps of love from Jill."





Last updated January 14, 2019