Now is the Cherry in Blossom

Now is the Cherry in Blossom  (1890) 
by Mary E. Wilkins Freeman

NOW is the cherry in blossom, Love,

Love of my heart, with the apple to follow;

Over the village at nightfall now

Merrily veers and darts the swallow.


At nightfall now in the dark marsh grass

Awakes the chorus that sings old sorrow;

The evening star is dim for the dew,

And the apple and lilac will bloom to-morrow.


The honeysuckle is red on the rock;

The willow floats over the brook like a feather;

In every shadow some love lies hid—

And you and I in the world together.