Poems (Radford)/Ah Love, the Sweet Spring Blossoms Cling

by Dollie Radford

VI

Ah love, the sweet spring blossoms clingTo many a broken wind-tossed bough,And young birds among branches sing,That mutely hung till now,

The little new-born things which lieIn dewy meadows, sleep and dreamBeside the brook that twinkles byTo some great lonely stream.

And children, now the day is told,From many a warm and cosy nest,Look up to see the young moon holdThe old moon to her breast.

Dear love, my pulses throb and startTo-night with longings sweet and new,And young hopes beat within a heartGrown old in loving you.