Featured Poem: My Pretty Rose Tree by William Blake

This week's Featured Poem comes from William Blake, a selection enjoyed and pondered at last week's Communications Team Meeting which was held - rather appropriately - in the walled gardens at Calderstones Park. The central feature of this deceptively simple poem helped us get back to nature, but delving deeper we discovered that there was much more to consider. That everyday phrase "you don't know what you've got until it's gone" came to mind - or perhaps in this instance, it's more a case of you don't know what you haven't got until you are left with what you do.

Why not take a read this morning to get your week off to a good start?

My Pretty Rose Tree

A flower was offered to me,
Such a flower as May never bore;
But I said "I've a pretty rose tree,"
And I passed the sweet flower o'er.

Then I went to my pretty rose tree,
To tend her by day and by night;
But my rose turned away with jealousy,
And her thorns were my only delight.

William Blake