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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SILVER SPRUCE, by HELEN JANE HOPPER
First Line: Where the wild rose blooms the sweetest
Last Line: The trees at close of day.
Subject(s): Spruce Trees
First Line: Where the wild rose blooms the sweetest
Last Line: The trees at close of day.
Subject(s): Spruce Trees
Where the wild rose blooms the sweetest,
Beside a mountain stream,
There, upon the mossy banks,
The silver spruce trees dream.
Unlike the quaking aspens
That dance gaily on the hill,
The silver spruces are content
In deep woods, cool and still.
Where the mountain zephyrs gently blow
And ripples soft the lake,
Where violets and bluebells grow.
And startled fawns awake;
The spruce trees sigh in sweet content.
While the speckled trout dip and play,
Where the sunshine filters through
The trees at close of day.
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