I walked the woodland, A lonesome man. To look for nothing- That was my plan. I saw a flower Deep in the plants: It gleamed like starlight, Glowed like a glance. I reached to pluck it When its dear lilt Said: Would you snap me To see me wilt? So up I dug it With roots and all And brought it home to The garden wall. Once more I lay it Half in the shade To see it blossom And never fade!