This I saw on an April day:Warm rain spilt from a sun-lined cloud,A sky-flung wave of gold at evening,And a cock pheasant treading a dusty pathShy and proud.And this I found in an April field:A new white calf in the sun at noon,A flash of blue in a cool moss bank,And tips of tulips promising flowersTo a blue-winged loon.
Like (0) Dislike (0)
Your Comment