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April Edward Thomas	The sweetest thing, I thought At one time, between earth and heaven Was the first smile When mist has been forgiven And the sun has stolen out,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April Arun KT	April, be kind Your flowers are beautiful I think they bloom for me But it is for everyone It is yours when you love them Then you leave them...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April Virna Sheard	April!...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April William Carlos Williams	If you had come away with me into another state we had been quiet together. But there the sun coming up out of the nothing beyond the lake was ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April Hans Christian Andersen	O,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April John Crowe Ransom	SAVOR of love is thick on the April air, The blunted boughs dispose their lacy bloom, And many sorry steeds dismissed to pasture Toss their old...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April Nancy Rebecca Campbell Glass	When April weeps, she wakes the flowers That slept the winter...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April John Greenleaf Whittier	'T is the noon of the spring-time, yet never a bird In the wind-shaken elm or the maple is heard; For green meadow-grasses wide levels of snow, And...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April Donwan	(BECAUSE YOU MEASURED UP SO RIGHT) April comes only once a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April Ezra Pound	Three spirits came to me And drew me apart To where the olive boughs Lay stripped upon the ground: Pale carnage beneath bright...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April Sara Teasdale	The sparrows twitter as they fly, And with a windy April grace The little clouds go...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April H. Dreary	her laughter i am born again everything i want to be she is not perfect no one is she is. passionately glowing growing, cultivating ethereal...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April lauren_catherine	Bubble-trapped honey sunshine made freckles bloom like flower-bombs bursting o'er pale skin that exposed a face long hidden from behind thick cotton....	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April Ralph Waldo Emerson	The April winds are magical And thrill our tuneful frames; The garden walks are passional To bachelors and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April Johann Wolfgang von Goethe	Eyes tell, tell me, what you tell me, telling something all too sweet, making music out of beauty, with a question hidden deep. Still I think I...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April William Watson	April, that mine ears Like a lover greetest, If I tell thee, sweetest, All...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April Richard Groff	The fourth month is the best of all; It welcomes change and growth. As bitter coldness fades away, I look to my new host! New flowers,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April Charlotte Smith	GREEN o'er the copses spring's soft hues are spreading, High wave the reeds in the transparent floods, The oak its sear and sallow foliage shedding,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April redroselil	April rained on March and laughed as springtime danced into a green meadow and tossed her head with...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April Remy Belleau	Of glad days, April, bringing hope of prime, To the young flowers that beneath Their bud sheath Are guarded in their tender...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April William Hess	I gathered my eyes and listened to the sigh of an April morning as the newborn moths fluttered and danced their way from the shrubbery maze ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April Archibald Lampman	Pale season, watcher in unvexed suspense, Still priestess of the patient middle day, Betwixt wild March's humored petulance And the warm wooing of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April Algernon Charles Swinburne	WHEN the fields catch flower And the underwood is green, And from bower unto bower The songs of the birds begin, I sing with sighing between. When I...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April Ella Higginson	Ah, who is this with twinkling feet, With glad, young eyes and laughter sweet, Who tosses back her strong, wild hair, And saucy kisses...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April 19, 1995 Robert Rowe	Frail shadow stilled in time amidst the dust, Her silent form from earth's embrace I trust. Just now past the point where I can revive The burden...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)