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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508748" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Flower Shop</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508748" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Because I have no garden and<br> No pence to buy,<br>Before the flower shop I stand<br> And sigh.<br>The beauty of the Springtide spills<br> In glowing posies<br>Of voilets and daffodils<br> And roses.<br> <br>And as I see that joy of bloom,<br> Sad sighing,<br>I think of Mother in her room,<br> Lone lying.<br>She babbles of the garden fair<br> Her childhood knew,<br>And how she gathered roses there<br> In joyous dew.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508748" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I shiver in the street so grey,<br> Yet still I stop;<br>In gutter grime it seems so gay,<br> This flower shop . . .<br>"Oh Mister, could you spare one rose?"<br> (There now, I'm crying),<br>"For Mother,--every blossom knows<br> --Is dying."</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a></strong></div>