by John Vance Cheney
The pussy-willow and the hazel know,
The bluebird and the robin, what rings true;
I trust to such, and let the whiners go.
Bravo! bluff March; I swing my hat to you.
Bring, bluebird, from the blue above
The song Love's heavenly own;
See! hand in hand, come Spring and Love —
Or is it Love alone?
Last updated September 07, 2017