• Wayback Wednesday

    Black-Eyed Susans

    iPhone capture     Black-Eyed Susan by: John Gay All in the downs, the fleet was moored, Banners waving in the wind. When Black-Eyed Susan came aboard, and eyed the burly men. “Tell me ye sailors, tell me true Does my Sweet William sail with you? Though battle call me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Susan mourn; Though cannons roar, yet safe from harms William shall to his Dear return. Love turns aside the balls that round me fly Lest precious tears should drop from Susan’s eye. This charming poem tells one of the great “Legends of Love” in our wildflowers, and every summer even today, it plays…