Young April came to call today With mischief in her eyes, Young April, in a joyous mood -- A temptress in disguise! Oh, April is a gorgeous lass Dressed up in party gown! She took my hand and begged for me To dance around the town. I knew she was a wayward thing; What mattered that to me! I flung my apron on a chair And ran with her . . . exultantly. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOR REMEMBERING HOW TO LIVE WITHOUT YOU by JAMES GALVIN ON A PALMETTO by SIDNEY LANIER |