Spring is officially here!

Spring is here, and with it comes warmer weather, I hope. So, I picked out a poem by one of my many favorite authors, William Blake to share. Hope you guys like it as much as I do. 

To Spring 

William Blake

O thou with dewy locks, who lookest down 
Through the clear windows of the morning, turn 
Thine angel eyes upon our western isle, 
Which in full choir hails thy approach, O Spring! 

The hills tell one another, and the listening 
Valleys hear; all our longing eyes are turn'd 
Up to thy bright pavilions: issue forth 
And let thy holy feet visit our clime! 

Come o'er the eastern hills, and let our winds 
Kiss thy perfumed garments; let us taste 
Thy morn and evening breath; scatter thy pearls 
Upon our lovesick land that mourns for thee. 

O deck her forth with thy fair fingers; pour 
Thy soft kisses on her bosom; and put 
Thy golden crown upon her languish'd head, 
Whose modest tresses are bound up for thee.