List, the wind is from the south!
And the orchard-bloom is falling
Sweet as kisses on the mouth.
In the dreamy vale of beeches
Fair and faint is woven mist,
And the river’s orient reaches
Are the palest amethyst.
Every limpid brook is singing
Of the lure of April days;
Every piney glen is ringing
With the maddest roundelays.
Come and let us seek together
Springtime lore of daffodils,
Giving to the golden weather
Greeting on the sun-warm hills.
– Lucy Maud Montgomery, Spring Song
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love this poetry!
Wasn’t Sunday’s weather just gorgeous? And thank God for the heavy rain showers all Sat. night here. Did y’all get the rain as well? My yard was so happy today!
A beautiful post, thank you. connie
What a beautiful Springtime post…I just love seeing everything come alive….Springing Forth…..