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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=556123" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Home Thoughts from Abroad</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=556123" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">April in England–daffodils are growing<br> By every wayside, golden, tall and fair;<br>April–and all the little winds are blowing<br> The scents of springtime through the sunny air.<br>April in England–God, that we were there!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=556123" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">April in England–and her sons are lying<br> On these red fields, and dreaming of her shore;<br>April–we hear the thrushes' songs replying<br> Each unto each, above the cannons' roar;<br>April in England–shall we see it more?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=556123" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>April in England–there's the cuckoo calling<br> Down in her meadows where the cowslip gleams;<br>April–and little showers are softly falling,<br> Dimpling the surface of her babbling streams;<br>April in England–how the shrapnel screams!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=556123" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">April in England–blood and dust and smother,<br> Screaming of horses, men in agony.<br>April–full many of thy sons, O Mother,<br> Never again those dewy dawns shall see.<br>April in England–God, keep England free!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Norah+M.+Holland">Norah M. Holland</a></strong></div>