A Breath of Spring

April bathes in the breath of Spring

And borrows a robin's song to sing.

She lilac-lines the lanes with care

And scatters tulips everywhere.

April emeralds fields and hills

And golds the garden with daffodils.

She wears a glistening dewdrop grown

With white-washed daisies for her crown.

April bathes in the breath of Spring,

Awakens every living thing;

Then fancy-free, she wends her way

Into the merry month of May.

~ Nora M. Bozeman