Poem by Robert Lee Frost

Flower Guidance

As I went from flower to flower
(I have told you how)
I have told you what I found
Dead not growing on the ground.
Look upon me now.

If you would not find yourself
In an evil hour
Too far on a fatal track
Clasp your hands behind your back.
Never pick a flower.

1. Once by the Pacific
2. Canis Major
3. On Going Unnoticed
4. The Valley’s Singing Day
5. But Outer Space

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