When April comes with softly shining eyes, And daffodils bound in her wind-blown hair, Oh, she will coax all clouds from out the skies, And every day will bring some sweet suprise,-- The swallows will come swinging through the air When April comes!
When April comes with tender smile and tear, Dear dandelions will gild the common ways, And at the break of morning we will hear, The piping of the robins crystal clear-- While bobolinks will whistle through the days, When April comes!
When April comes, the world so wise and old, Will half forget that it is worn and grey, Winter will seem but as a tale long told-- its bitter winds with all its frost and cold Will be the by-done things of yesterday, When April comes!
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