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THE LURE OF SPRING
When the Sun is winking early
In the gray dawn of the East;
And shines all day in his sleepy way,
His warming rays increased;
When the musk-rat haunts the marshes
All along the silver stream,
And the black-bird’s glee, rings out “ch-wee”
A song like a golden dream;
‘Tis then the pulse of days long gone
Beats strong in every vein,
For the lure of Spring has a captive ring,
And we are young again.
When the velvet grass is sprinkled
With the dandelion’s gold;
And the bumble-bees, “neath the willow trees,
Are growing very bold;
When the chubs and red-fins gambol
Up and down the old mill race,
And the butterflies and the dreamy skies,
Are smiles on Nature’s face;
‘Tis then the memories come once more,
But Time should not complain,
For the lure of Spring has a captive ring,
And we are young again.
Canada First and Other Poems
1920 Canada First and Other Poems By James A. Ross
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