Laughing Rose

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If I were gusty April now,
How I would blow at laughing Rose;
I’d make her ribbons slip their knots,
And all her hair come loose.

If I were merry April now,
How I would pelt her cheeks with showers;
I’d make carnations, rich and warm,
Of her vermillion flowers.

Since she will laugh in April’s face
No matter how he rains or blows —
Then O that I wild April were,
To play with laughing Rose.

 

– Henry Davies

http://www.aromaticcoffees.co.uk

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