Hope Is A Roving Gypsy ...

“A day comes in the springtime

When Earth puts forth her powers,

Casts off the bounds of winter

And lights him hence with flowers;

And then by marsh and meadow

And by the silvery sea,

Goes up the red-wings’ chorus:

On-caree!

… Hope is a roving gypsy

With laughter on her tongue,

And blue sky and sunshine

Alone, can keep her young;

And year by year she lingers

Under a budding tree

To join the red-wings’ chorus:

On-caree!”

      ~ “The Chorus”

         ~ 1902

       ~ Dora Read Goodale

         ~American poet

         ~ 1866-1953

With an eye looking up to the sky and filled with the hope of spring, a red-winged blackbird basks in the beauty of an early May afternoon nestled in the grass at Trexler Nature Preserve, Schnecksville, Pennsylvania.