When Roses Cease To Bloom, Dear
by Emily Dickinson
When roses cease to bloom, dear and violets are done, When bumblebees in solemn flight Have passed beyond the sun, The hand that paused to gather Upon this summer's day Will idle lie, in Auburn.-- Then take my flower, pray!
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