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Peculiar subject this may seem; yet not so very strange to me. Because it proves of interest deep; so very much there is to see. And if you care to take the time, will study it this lovely day. In charming month of all the year, the lovely month we know as May. The grass may prove a carpet good unto our feet so soft to tread; 'Mid which the dandelion, choice in color, lift their yellow heads To sort o' stipple-work the page which nature printed o'er the land And left those choice little dots as emblems from a master hand. The apple trees are waking up from sleep for months the winter through; Again the pulse is normal quite; again the buds may sup the dew The lends a charm to please the eye; no doubt an agent deep in art. Which through the intellect may bear the message to a joyous heart. The leaves are taking constantly the drought which Nature may be- stow; We call it sap, is sweet and pure as buds or leaves may wish to know; Thus through the sunshine and the showers the book-mark to the spring is seen That may, perhaps, through summer- time unto a rainbow lend a beam. The robins in their gold-trimmed suits have woven nests amid the trees To hold the choice molded eggs, o'er which Dame Robin sits with case; While Mr. Robin pecks and pulls at luscious worms, his choice art, Then takes them by his airoplane to Mrs. R. with all his heart. The tinted tulips have arrived with choicest gifts their forms could bring; They show the deepest artist touch, the glowing charms of lovely spring; The sacred threads, the sunbeam rays, are woven through their suitings sweet Which they disclose while life may last; forget we not when they may sleep. The heavens are fair above this lawn; a canopy they prove to be, And lend the many charms of May, which through our eyes our hearts may see And gather nectar for the soul, unto the time when comes the dawn Of other spring-time, deeper far, on higher plane, on sweeter lawn JOHN B. CABLE Warren Evening Mirror Warren, Pa., May 6. 1918 |