April by Sara Teasdale
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The roofs are shining from the rain The sparrows tritter as they fly And with a windy April grace The little clouds go by Yet the back-yards are bare and brown With only one unchanging tree— I could not be so sure of Spring Save that it sings in me
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- Sara Teasdale