Francis Ledwidge

Here you will find the Poem A Rainy Day in April of poet Francis Ledwidge

A Rainy Day in April

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.