April Magic.
(By
Mathys
Ross
Golden April walks the wood, Clad in cloth of pale green mist; Stars of blue and yellow gleam From every clod her feet have kissed. With gentle finger-tips she strokes The willow branches smooth and dark ; And soft grey catkins, silver furred, Come out and sit along the bark. She smiles and gay anemones Lift up their heads and wink their eyes; And johnny-jump-ups laughingly Reflect the blueness of her skies. Golden April walks the wood; A mistress she of magic art To waken dead or sleeping things. She works her magic in my heart.
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Radio Record, Volume II, Issue 10, 21 September 1928, Page 12
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100April Magic. Radio Record, Volume II, Issue 10, 21 September 1928, Page 12
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