Every tear is answered by a blossom, Every sigh with songs and laughter blent,
April-blooms upon the breezes toss them.
April knows her own, and is content.
Susan Coolidge
A gush of bird-song, a patter of dew,
A cloud, and a rainbow's warning,
Suddenly sunshine and perfect blue --
An April day in the morning.
Harriet Prescott Spofford
April-blooms upon the breezes toss them.
April knows her own, and is content.
Susan Coolidge
A gush of bird-song, a patter of dew,
A cloud, and a rainbow's warning,
Suddenly sunshine and perfect blue --
An April day in the morning.
Harriet Prescott Spofford
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