Beautiful April! sweet month of the Spring! Mirth, joy and sunshine with thee thou dost bring; Garlands of bright and beautiful flowers, Gentle, cool, pleasant, refreshing showers, And the budding woods with bird-music ring. The brooklet which so long has been icebound Now ripples a gentle, musical sound; From hillsides the snow has melted away Where the bluebird now sings his roundelay, And where violets and daisies surround. Blithe swallows flit and dart through the barn; Lithe lambkins play in the sunshine warm; Every creature and thing seems glad and new; The days they are growing longer, too, And seed-time again has returned on the farm. But April! O April! why are you, dear, So changeful, capricious, and so queer? Now you bring a hurried shower of rain, Next moment the sun is shining again, -- First a smile, then a frown, and next a tear. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THIS I REMEMBER by ELISABETH CHANNING ALLEN BIOTHANATOS by JOSEPH BEAUMONT RED RIVER EVENING by PAUL SOUTHWORTH BLISS HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 41 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH COMRADE CHRIST by VERNE BRIGHT |