Roses love sunshine
Violets love dew
Angels in Heaven
Know I love you.
Violets love dew
Angels in Heaven
Know I love you.
-from Down in the Valley (author unknown)








If I were gusty April now,
How I would blow at laughing Rose;
I'd make her ribbons slip their knots,
And all her hair come loose.

If I were merry April now,
How I would pelt her cheeks with showers;
I'd make carnations, rich and warm,
Of her vermillion flowers.


Since she will laugh in April's face
No matter how he rains or blows --
Then O that I wild April were,
To play with laughing Rose.


How I would blow at laughing Rose;
I'd make her ribbons slip their knots,
And all her hair come loose.


If I were merry April now,
How I would pelt her cheeks with showers;
I'd make carnations, rich and warm,
Of her vermillion flowers.



Since she will laugh in April's face
No matter how he rains or blows --
Then O that I wild April were,
To play with laughing Rose.



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