JEST rain and snow! and rain again! And dribble! drip! and blow! Then snow! and thaw! and slush! and then -- Some more rain and snow! This morning I was 'most afeard To wake up -- when, I jing! I seen the sun shine out and heerd The first blue-bird of Spring! -- Mother she'd raised the winder some; -- And in acrost the orchard come, Soft as an angel's wing, A breezy, treesy, beesy hum, Too sweet for any thing! The winter's shroud was rent apart -- The sun bust forth is glee, -- And when that blue-bird sung, my hart Hopped out o' bed with me! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FLESH AND THE SPIRIT by ANNE BRADSTREET GOOD FRIDAY, 1613. RIDING WESTWARD by JOHN DONNE BY THE SALPETRIERE by THOMAS ASHE REDFIELD FARM, MICHIGAN by HERBERT BUCKLEN BRADY SONNET: 33. TO A LADY WHO DIED AT SEA by LUIS DE CAMOENS |