“Now the Lengthening Twilights Hold”

Now the lengthening twilights hold

Tints of lavender and gold,

And the marshy places ring

With the pipers of the spring.

Now the solitary star

Lays a path on meadow streams,

And I know it is not far

To the open door of dreams.

Lord of April, in my hour

May the dogwood be in flower,

And my angel through the dome

Of spring twilight lead me home.