Because its myriad glimmering plumes 



Like a great army's stir and wave; 

 Because its golden billow blooms, 



The poor man's barren walks to lave: 

 Because its sun-shaped blossoms show 



How souls receive the light of God, 

 And unto earth give back that glow 



I thank Him for the Goldenrod. 



LUCT LARCOM: Goldenrod. 



