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April is Poetry Month and so in honor of it I thought I would share some poems throughout the entire month. I think today would be a nice day to share some Spring poems as we are supposedly in spring and I do not know one person who wants Winter to stay.
Daffodowndilly
by A.A. Milne
She wore her yellow sun-bonnet,
She wore her greenest gown;
She turned to the south wind
And curtsied up and down.
She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
“Winter is dead.”
Showery Time
by Evaleen Stein
The April rain-drops tinkle
In cuckoo-cups of gold,
And warm south winds unwrinkle
The buds the peach-boughs hold
In countless fluted creases
The little elm-leaves show,
While white as carded fleeces
The dogwood blossoms blow.
A rosy robe is wrapping
The early red-bud trees;
But still the haws are napping,
Nor heed the honey-bees.
And still in lazy sleeping
The apple-buds are bound,
But tulip-tips are peeping
From out the garden ground.
And yonder, gayly swinging
Upon the turning vane,
A robin redbreast singing
Makes merry at the rain!
The First Red-Bird
by Evaleen Stein
I heard a song at daybreak,
So honey-sweet and clear,
The essence of all joyous thing
Seemed mingling in its cheer.
