From Mom's Collection
April
April stood on tiptoe in the highest apple
tree --
A most audacious little Redbird kept her
company --
And, as she scrubbed the grimy sky, he
chattered in her ear,
"O, spring, spring, spring has come,
Such news! What news! Such cheer! What cheer!"
He sang so loud and joyously, I couldn't help
but hear.
April spread her carpeting of emerald
everywhere -
With scatter rugs of crocus flowers to
brighten here and there.
The Redbird walked beside her then with hops
of ecstasy
That all his world from winter's winds and
chilling snows was free,
And gentle grass stood up between his toes so
comfortably.
April set a brimming bowl of jonquils in
the sun,
Some violets in shady spots, at last her work
was done.
The Redbird watched her cross the hills and
sang with all his might,
Admiring, praising, thanking her, 'til she was
out of sight,
And then he coaxed me from my work to share in
his delight.
Naomi Loomis
Graphics and photos by
Mary Stephens
CA; updated 2019