“Roseangle” – Dundee

The old orchard stands, neglected,
Untouched by human hand,
But, what a glorious picture
Of Cherry-blossom and…

Twixt each lovely blossom
Blue-tits and finches flit,
And, nearby, in a tall Fir,
A watchful “Dove-pair” sit.

There is a tall green-lime tree,
And in its branches, shade,
The lowly little Bluebell,
Brightens up the glade.

’Tho Man may be neglectful,
How grateful he should be,
That all of Nature’s Wonders
Go on unceasingly!