Francis Ledwidge

(19 August 1887 – 31 July 1917 / Janeville, Slane)

A Rainy Day In April - Poem by Francis Ledwidge

When the clouds shake their hyssops, and the rain
Like holy water falls upon the plain,
'Tis sweet to gaze upon the springing grain
And see your harvest born.

And sweet the little breeze of melody
The blackbord puffs upon teh budding tree,
While the wild poppy lights upon the lea
And blazes 'mid the corn.

The skylark soars the freshening shower to hail,
And the meek daisy holds aloft her pail.
And Spring all radiant by the wayside pale
Sets up her rock and reel.

See how she weaves her mantle fold on fold,
Hemming the woods and carpeting the wold.
Her warp is of the green, her woof the gold,
The spinning world her wheel.


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  • Rookie - 1 Points Kafil Uddin Raihan (8/6/2009 3:38:00 PM)

    Very sad that there is no comment for this poem, it is a great romantic piece......... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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