III.
April Song
 

Willow, in your April gown
   Delicate and gleaming,
Do you mind in years gone by
   All my dreaming?

Spring was like a call to me
   That I could not answer,
I was chained to loneliness,
   I, the dancer.

Willow, twinkling in the sun,
   Still your leaves and hear me,
I can answer spring at last,
   Love is near me!