Spring fever

I Meant to Do My Work Today

by Richard LeGallienne

I meant to do my work today —

But a brown bird sang in the apple tree,

And a butterfly flitted across the field,

And all the leaves were calling me.

And the wind went sighing over the land

Tossing the grasses to and fro,

And a rainbow held out its shining hand —

So what could I do but laugh and go?

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