Sara Teasdale

April Song

Willow in your April gown
Delicate and gleaming,
Do you mind in years gone by
All my dreaming?
 
Spring was like a call to me
That I could not answer,
I was chained to loneliness,
I, the dancer.
 
Willow, twinkling in the sun,
Still your leaves and hear me,
I can answer spring at last,
Love is near me!
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