MEMORIAL FLOWERS.

BY M. M.

Blue violets open their saintly eyes, Red columbines bend and sway, White star-flowers twinkle in beds of moss, And, blooming, they seem to say, "We bring you the red and the white and the blue To welcome Memorial-day." So gather them, children, at earliest dawn, While yet they are fresh with dew, And we'll scatter them over the sacred mounds Where slumber our soldiers true; For we'll give them only the colors they loved— The red and the white and the blue.