Explore "When Early March Seems Middle May" by James Whitcomb Riley on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
When country roads begin to thaw / In mottled spots of damp and dust, / And fences by the margin draw / Along the frosty crust / Their graphic silhouettes, I say, / The Spring is coming round this way.
When morning-time is bright with sun / And keen with wind, and both confuse / The dancing, glancing eyes of one / With tears that ooze and ooze -- / And nose-tips weep as well as they, / The Spring is coming round this way.