“RED GERANIUMS” by Martha Haskell Clark Life did not bring me silken gowns,Nor jewels for my hair,Nor signs of gabled foreign townsIn distant countries fair,But I can glimpse, beyond my pane, a green and friendly hill,And red geraniums aflame upon my window sill. The brambled cares of everyday,The tiny humdrum things,May bind my feet when they would stray,But still my …