Spring Wishin’

I wish the skies would brighten,

     I wish the snow would go;

I wish the clouds would lighten,

     An’ spring-like winds would blow.

I wish the cold wold hurry

     An’ go where it belongs;

I wish the birds would scurry

     Back to us with their songs.

I wish the birds were poppin’

     On all the shrubs an’ trees;

Bluebirds an’ robins hopin’

     Ez sassy ez you please.

I wish the frogs were croakin’

     Down in the marshy bogs,

An’ the mud-turkles pokin’

     Round on the sunnyy logs.

I wish ‘twas time fur fishin’

     Down on ol’ “Lizzard Crick”;

This endless, endless wishin’

     Just makes a feller sick.

I wish the maples hardy

     Were sending out their sap;

I wish the ol’ spring tardy –

     Would wake up from its nap.

Feb. 17, 1910