April Song

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April Song
Edgar Degas, Ballet Dancer in the Wings, circa 1873
 
Willow, in your April gown
Delicate and gleaming,
Do you mind in years gone by
All my dreaming?

Spring was like a call to me
That I could not answer,
I was chained to loneliness,
I, the dancer.

Willow, twinkling in the sun,
Still your leaves and hear me,
I can answer spring at last,
Love is near me!
April Song was featured as The Short Story of the Day on Mon, Apr 28, 2025
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