Saturday Poem: ‘A Flower for my Daughter’ by James Joyce October 1, 2016 | Kirsty Frail the white rose and frail are Her hands that gave Whose soul is sere and paler Than time’s wan wave. Rosefrail and fair—yet frailest A wonder wild In gentle eyes thou veilest, My blueveined child. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related