Last Rose of Summer 2025

[Charles B]

I was doing garden work out back today and discovered this rose growing there all alone among my currant bushes and is indeed my last rose of summer.

[Willpar]

A lovely colour red Charles.

[Charles B]

A lovely colour red Charles.

Thanks William! And it was growing there the whole time unnoticed between my red and black currant bushes which had taken over the edge of my old rose garden.

[Charles B]

The Last Rose of Summer
Thomas Moore / 1805


'Tis the last rose of summer,
Left blooming alone;
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone;
No flow'r of her kindred,
No rose-bud is nigh,
To reflect back her blushes
Or give sigh for sigh.

I'll not leave thee, thou lone one,
To pine on the stem;
Since the lovely are sleeping,
Go, sleep thou with them;
Thus kindly I scatter
Thy leaves o'er the bed,
Where thy mates of the garden
Lie senseless and dead.

So soon may I follow,
When friendships decay,
And from Love's shining circle
The gems drop away!
When true hearts lie wither'd,
And fond ones are flown,
Oh! who would inhabit
This bleak world alone?