April Gold by Kathleen Dalziel

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Athwart the last sunflowers
   Across the valleys fold,
The sunlight pours bright showers
   Of shining April gold.

Gold on the sleepy ridges,
   Gold on the creek that twines
Beneath the mossy bridges
   And green blackberry vines.  

Gold where the groups of hoary
   Old pines keep watch and warden,
Gold on the patchwork glory
   Of my gay coloured garden.

Where autumn draws a hazy
   Gold pattern down the walks,
Past sprays of Easter daisy
   And nodding dahlia stalks.

Pale filtered gold that shivers
   Through boughs by south winds pressed,
Before the first star quivers,
   A gold flake in the west.

For days when keen winds racket
   Down ways grown chill and cold,
If I could keep a packet
   Of airy April gold.

First published in The Brisbane Courier, 22 March 1930

Author reference site: Austlit

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