Impulse

Power Dalton

SONGS

            IMPULSE
I do not know
 A single thing
To make me laugh,
 To make me sing: ;

For I have seen this
  All before-
Lilacs, syringa
 At my door;

My eyes have watched
 The wounding sight
Of a mad petal's
  Fettered flight;

Yet when wild April
  Flurries past,
And honeyed buds
 Are opening fast-

Oh, when wild April
  Flurries by,
My feet will dance. . . .
 T don't know why.