The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1908-04-03

It's long since 1 first saw it blow.
In youths fair hey-day.
How oft I've watched the blossoms neen
From tangled wildwood.
deep
In happy childhood.
The rift Of years with changes great
And friends departed
Have brought me home so sadly late
And weary hearted.
Yet I come back 70 greet the spring
From years Of sorrow.
bring
Hope for tomorrow.
And could forego those tedious DAYS
or vain world striving.
q seek again those hawthorn scented
ways
And find true living.
80, Miss E ola Gaines.
1904 Thirteenth street northwest.
Gentle Spring" we have not found you.
Though we hear the robins sing.
winters arms seem close arOt.I.d you,
Holding back the joys you bring
Flowers bloom. but turn their faces
From the air 50 bleak. and cold;
Better far have kept their graces
Underneath earth's sheltering mould.
Gentle Spring" the night are chilly
For a tender maid like you.
And perhaps you would be silly
TO come bounding 10 our view.
Easter winds are strong and freezing.
They your charms might cruelty min
Like poor moTtals have YOU sneezine-
Wrestling with that foe. la Grippe"
March IS dead. and Aprirs crying.
Tho We gladly said: "Adleu.@
Soon Spring gariands Wen be tying
All the earth will welcome you.
Eeltsvillc. Nd. W.
Dos, delight to bark and bite
BC- all that / can think about
Is that It's glorious spring.
Flies buzz around from morn till night;
All about you they do sing;
Al IS a kind remembrance
That IL surely must be spring.
The bees also hum around
AND little sting they bring;
To give kind O. inkling
That II surely must be spring
The Arab now Is on his route.
rresh nsh,' he'll loudly sing.
10 Iei you kindly know he thinks
1t surely must be spring.
But when your daughter homeward
With a sweet % message to bring.
lou can bet hundred dollars thar
she wants dress for spring
William Henderson.
Jos South St Asaph street. Alexandra.
A bluebird perched on a leafless tree
sang n@ar my window giII
And this is the story he told to mo
That fingers with me sun.
20 the queen Of seasons is coming this
Like a fairy. decked in green
WIN garlands OF flowers on her robes
The fairest we've ever seen.
20 blGebird." I said. your meaning 7
There are buds on the tree where you
And the beautiful maiden is welcome 10
For lbs spring. bluebird. it IS spring"
That night there was a patterinr rain.
But I was sleeping, nv dear
And at morn. The bird was singing ap-afn
wake UP. for spring IS here"
E Ola Gaines,
1904 Thirteenth street northwest.
IT'S spring! and 10, the panid snOwdrifts
quail
Beneath The sungods kiss. and melt
away;
And our backyard is now a placid hay
Above whose dimpled breast the gentle
BreatheS baImy doors from the garbage
Which. from It's own snug barbor
washed astray,
Cpturned and wrecked. lies on an isle
OF clay:
While fleets Of empty cans around #
And rowing turrip parings drift about
And then, cry, like that OF some lost
soul,
Rings from the cellar; and with curse
We hna the ebbing torrents turbid roll
Has drowned the furnace fire complete
" out
And left the cat marOOned upon the
c. Vivian Everett.
S41 Hclmead place northwes-.
With apologies TO the ''Mikado
The flowers that bloom IN the spring
ira Ia,
Bring promises really sublime
And you bet that I won't do a thing
ira Ia
To roast lamb and mint sauce. Like a
king, ira Ia.
I'll feel and I'll smile all the time
Sure. my tip will be more than a dime.
And I'll wish a. Z blot up the ink that
fling,
That the mall man a registered letter
viii bring.
Ira la-la-la-la, Ira la-la-la-la
A "" is a beautiful thing.
Ira la-la-la-la. Ira la-la-la-Ia
Twill take from housekeeping its sting
Alfred z. Symes.
222 South Fifth street, Darby. Pa
The spring is here,
Likewise book beer,
And everything is swimmfn'.
Wild laves and buds
And lum-tum blOods
And stylish purity wimmin.
The divil a spot
When 1t gets hot,
Can bate this in the nation:
We ate our hash
And drink our smash
And swear like all
"On account OF Eliza"
Michael HooIihan.
1895 Dumbarton place.