Cream-cups, butter-cups,
Dandelions and sedges;
Blackbirds in the poplar row,
Sparrows in the hedges;
Fruit-buds in the orchard
Swelling with the rain;
All the close-fed pasture-lands
Growing green again.
Poppies on the river-bluff
Soon will wake from sleeping;
Home along the foothills
Woolly clouds a-creeping.
By Mary Austin
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