April
An April Day, so fresh and bright —
('Twill rain, I'm sure, before the night!)
We've done with Winter blasts unkind —
(Don't leave your mackintosh behind,
'Twould be a fatal oversight!)
In Spring-like garb we'll go bedight —
('Tis sure to rain, just out of spite!
And most perplexing you will find,
An April Day!)
The sky is blue, the clouds are light —
(I trust your Gamp is water-tight!)
To sing and laugh we feel inclined —
(Here comes a storm of rain and wind
And hail, that's quite enough to blight
An April Day!)
~~
J. Ashby-Sterry (1836-1917)
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