| Show A rainy day in spring from leaden there streams incessant rain that baights blights the budding branches overhead athe sodden violets all their fragrance fled weep weary or the smile again no gay bird mooers wooers trill a tender strain the woods are still the petals shed and fresh sown fields around look bare and dead till warmth will come to wake the bleeding bleeping Ble grain but kindly sunshine lights this little room for love makes in my heart today what though tho outer world bo chilled and gray within walls there breaks a starry bloom of snowy blossoms shining through the gloom my darlings message sent from tar away chambers journal |
