Flowers Dear Flowers Farewell!

"We are sending you, dear flowers,    Forth alone to die,    Where your gentle sisters may not weep    O'er the cold graves where you lie;    But you go to bring them fadeless life    In the bright homes where they dwell,    And you softly smile that 't is so,    As we sadly sing farewell.    O plead with gentle words for us,    And whisper tenderly    Of generous love to that cold heart,    And it will answer ye;    And though you fade in a dreary home,    Yet loving hearts will tell    Of the joy and peace that you have given:    Flowers, dear flowers, farewell!"