April

If the wind changes and the showers fall heavily on meadows and glades April is Green, Buds and leaves grow quickly on these green days everyone can see that there is a sun, Walk through villages, commons and steep lands, the sun reflects off the thick grass, Larks sing as they twist and wrestle with warm air watched by blackbirds in old trees, Across the commons large flocks of goslings the same shade of green as a willow catkin, And gorse in bloom right along the hedge sides in dells and woods lying in the sunshine, Their faint scented perfume and scented wood anemones are in their thousands over fields, The turf is sown with violets while cowslips grow buds over the meadows and flower early.