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'Spring Song'
(Lucy Maud Montgomery, 1874–1942)

Hark, I hear a robin calling!
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
Greetings on the sun-warm hills.

Ours shall be the moonrise stealing
Through the birches ivory-white;
Ours shall be the mystic healing
Of the velvet-footed night.

Ours shall be the gypsy winding
Of the path with violets blue,
Ours at last the wizard finding
Of the land where dreams come true.
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Date:April 6th, 2009 07:28 pm (UTC)

BTW...may need emergency PHP meeting...soon!
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Date:April 6th, 2009 08:13 pm (UTC)
With poetry like this, the whole world comes alive with color and optimism for the time that you're reading, and you can feel the magic all around you.

I wish you could bottle that feeling.
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