Show spring bright jocund spring comes to us today laden with flower bell bursts of songs and showers A violet fragrance hovers oer the way while children frolic in her golden hours too glance by all sparkling spar kline in the sun glad that ice fetters to the wings are flung the violet loves her and the bloodroot white with pink arbutus soon will be ablow then youths and maidens in intense delight delie ht will linger neath the moonlights witching glow while boreas sinks away with sullen sigh As lovely flower crowned april passes bv |