Virna Sheard Poems
- When April Comes! When April comes with softly shining ...
- April Again April again! the willow wands are ...
- April April! April! April! With a mist of green on the ...
- A Song Of Roses 'Tis time to sing of roses: of roses all ...
- March Windy March weather, with a lone crow flying, A little...
- The Whistler Throughout the sunny day he whistled on his ...
- A Song Of Poppies I love red poppies! Imperial red ...
Virna Sheard (1865-1943) is a Canadian poet and novelist.
She was born Virna Stanton in Coburg, Ontario, and was educated in Coburg and Toronto. She married Dr. Charles Sheard of Toronto in 1885, and bore him four sons.
She began publishing stories and poems in 1898, and publishing several novels and a collection of poetry.
The Globe (Toronto): "A study of The Miracle and Other Poems shows at once that the author is not merely a Canadian poet; her outlook and her range know little of time or place; she belongs to the readers of poetry at large.... Though Mrs. Sheard's poems are by no means of uniform quality, there are ... more »
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When April Comes!
When April comes with softly shining eyes,
And daffodils bound in her wind-blown hair,
Oh, she will coax all clouds from out the skies,
And every day will bring some sweet surprise,--
The swallows will come swinging through the air
When April comes!
When April comes with tender smile and tear,
Dear dandelions will gild the common ways,
And at the break of morning we will hear
The piping of the robins crystal clear--
While bobolinks will whistle through the days,
When April comes!
When April comes, the world so wise and old,
Will half forget that ...