Nature

April Song

by Sara Teasdale 1884–1933

From Rivers to the Sea

Nature

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!

MLA

Teasdale, Sara. “April Song.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/teasdale/16/.

Chicago

Teasdale, Sara. “April Song.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/teasdale/16/.

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