When April scatters coins of primrose gold Among the copper leaves in thickets old, And singing skylarks from the meadows rise, To twinkle like black stars in sunny skies; When I can hear the small woodpecker ring Time on a tree for all the birds that sing; And hear the pleasant cuckoo, loud and long -- The simple bird that thinks two notes a song; Then I can hear the woodland brook, that could Not drown a babe, with all his threatening mood; Upon whose banks the violets make their home, And let a few small strawberry blossoms come: When I go forth on such a pleasant day, One breath outdoors takes all my care away; It goes like heavy smoke, when flames take hold Of wood that's green and fill a grate with gold. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HONEY DRIPPER by CLARENCE MAJOR ARIZONA POEMS: 4. THE WINDMILLS by JOHN GOULD FLETCHER MOTHER O' MINE by RUDYARD KIPLING TO LADY ANNE HAMILTON by WILLIAM ROBERT SPENCER SHIRK OR WORK? by GRACE BORDELON AGATE EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 15. RATHER DEEDS THAN WORDS by PHILIP AYRES |