by William Henry Davies (1871 - 1940)

Laughing Rose
Language: English 
If I were gusty April now, 
How I would blow at laughing Rose ; 
I'd make her ribbons slip their knots, 
And all her hair come loose. 

If I were merry April now, 
How I would pelt her cheeks with showers ; 
I'd make carnations, rich and warm, 
Of her vermilion flowers. 

Since she will laugh in April's face. 
No matter how he rains or blows --
Then O that I wild April were, 
To play with laughing Rose.

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Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:03:04
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