AFTER the month of the double face, After St. Valentine's days of grace, After the blast of the trump of March, With a smile and a tear, with a tear and a smile, And a heart half winter's all the while, Here's the shy little month with her glances arch, Here's the brave little month of folly! Rain, rain, with the sun between! Sun, sun, through the raindrop's sheen! Sing, two leaves in a sheath of green For the sweet little month of folly. Before the simple troth of May, Before the June in her bride's array, Before the splendor of harvest gold, With a tear and a smile, with a smile and a tear, And a heart that's pledged to the whole of the year, Here's the month of promise come out of the cold; Here's the wise little month of folly! Rain, rain, with the sun between! Sun, sun, through the raindrop's sheen! Sing, two leaves in a sheath of green For the sweet little month of folly. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ANCHORED TO THE INFINITE by EDWIN MARKHAM WHEN DEY 'LISTED COLORED SOLDIERS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR MADRIGAL: 109 by MICHELANGELO BUONARROTI THE STWONEN STEPS by WILLIAM BARNES UNCLE AN' AUNT by WILLIAM BARNES YESTERDAY by CHARLES GRANGER BLANDEN |