April 30, 1929 and “April”

Tues., 30  Morning devotions at 7-15, which we get. Dumas doing the work. She moves everything out of my room but the bed & the cabinet & Foster Danyow paints it a glossy yellow. Also he finishes the bathroom which looks fine with a coat of enamel. The hall, Ben’s room & Helen’s room, are filled with my ousted furniture with only room in the latter for me to sleep. “April,” a short poem published to-day in the Rutland Herald. Sort an accumulation of stockings. Get dinner. Grace has a letter from Mable Shields that her mother died in March.


And here is the poem:



April and I went walking

Among the daffodils,

Silent we stood together

Between the misted hills . . .

“I had thirty days,” she softly said,

A glad light in her eyes,

“I have filled them all, this is the last

And nightfall dims the skies.

Tomorrow’s sun will shine upon

My fair young sister, May.

I have left the trillium for her crown,

My pansies gem her way.


With shy sweet blossoms I have decked

the woodland dark and cool

And she will see her smiling face

In many a silvery pool.

My garlands will adorn her hair

But I shall be far away . . .

From some other clime I will beckon her . . .

My fair young sister, May!”

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