Classic Poem

Sudden amid the slush and rain
I know not how, I know not why
A rose unfolds within my brain,
And all the world is at July.

A trumpet sounds, green surges splash
And daffodils dance in the sun;
Through tears fair pictures flit and splash
Upon the city's background dim.

Women are true and men are good,
Concord sleeps at the heart of strife,
How sweet is human brotherhood,
And all the daily common life!