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The Coming of Spring

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Apr 22, 1915

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 92, No. 20.

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The Coming of Spring

By Martha Haskell Clarke

HERE in the town the gypsy spring comes slowly, Creeping along with pavement-tired feet, Leaving woodland blossoms in the venders’ grimy baskets, And weaving April sunbeams across the dingy street.
But out on the hillside, she passed me like a shadow, Arbutus at her girdle, and its fragrance filled the air; And I heard her laughing softly by the ice-imprisoned waters, With silver pussy willows in her blossom-scented hair.
Low o’er the hillsides, before the twilight’s falling, She swung her silver lantern through the smoke-filled sunset haze; And through the budding birches where her vagrant footsteps wandered, The first shy windflowers nodded white beside the woodland ways.
— Martha Haskell Clarke, in Hampton Magazine.