Hello,dear readers!April has come and Love is everywhere around us! This lovely April poem is really worth reading just now!So, let's read and enjoy!My April Lady by Henry Van DykeWhen down the stair at morningThe sunbeams round her float,Sweet rivulets of laughterAre bubbling in her throat;The gladness of her greetingIs gold without alloy;And in the morning sunlightI think her name is Joy.When in the evening twilightThe quiet book-room lies,We read the sad old ballads,While from her hidden eyesThe tears are falling, falling,That give her heart relief;And in the evening twilight,I think her name is Grief.My little April lady,Of sunshine and of showers,She weaves the old spring magic,And breaks my heart in flowers!But when her moods are ended,She nestles like a dove;Then, by the pain and rapture,I know her name is Love.
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Evangelina
Thanks a lot for reading my blog n your comments, writing needs inspiration, at the moment I'm blank...!
Avizhe,
When you are so good at writing poems, then how come you stopped?
What a lovely poem about April Lady - soon she be here :)
Thanks for sharing.
Wow, what an amazing poem. You really make my day :)> . Btw I love it more because it's the same my name. Where is the heart icon? :D>