The Violet
Just thought I’d share this lovely poem that I was using today with our lesson on St. Therese.
I found it in a wonderful book called The Harp and The Laurel Wreath by Laura M. Berquist. It’s quite well known in homeschooling circles, but I would recommend it as a resource for any family interested in introducing their children to poetry. (I knew it was great when one of the first poems I found, just opening it randomly, it was Strictly Germ-Proof, a favorite from my childhood. It also contains liberal doses of Tennyson, Shakespeare, Hopkins etc.)

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.

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

Yet there it was content to bloom,
In modest tints arrayed;
And there diffused its sweet perfune,
Within the silent shade.

Then let me to the valley go,
This pretty flower to see;
That I may also learn to grow
In sweet humility.