When April wakes the dawn shall sing <br />A graceful chorus sweet and long, <br />On blossomed boughs the birds shall rest <br />And fill the air with joyful song. <br /> <br />And when the pathless woodland's draped <br />In bluebells that shall ring for me, <br />Ten thousand peels their endless charm <br />The greatest sight a soul can see. <br /> <br />When sun does shine a ray of light <br />The signs of spring will thus appear, <br />The breeze will blow a warming breath <br />To fill the land with grateful cheer.<br /><br />ANDREW BLAKEMORE<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-april-wakes-the-dawn-shall-sing/
