The Year’s At The Spring

The year’s at the spring
And the day’s at the morn;
Morning’s at seven;
The hillside’s dew-pearled;
The lark’s on the wing;
The snail’s on the thorn:
God’s in his Heaven –
All’s right with the world!
                         ~ Robert Browning

April

The roofs are shining from the rain.
The sparrows twitter as they fly.
And with a windy April grace
The little clouds go by.
                         ~ Sara Teasdale

Afternoon On A Hill

I will be the gladdest thing
Under the sun!
I will touch a hundred flowers
And not pick one.

I will look at cliffs and clouds
With quiet eyes,
Watch the wind bow down the grass,
And the grass rise.

And when lights begin to show
Up from town,
I will mark which must be mine.
And then start down!
                         ~ Edna St. Vincent Millay