February 19, 1881

Your Winter gift of bud and bloom Took nature by surprise; ’Twas sudden Summer in my room, And April in my eyes.

The kindly mist a moment stole The flowers from my view, But lo! they blossomed in my soul, Where love their fragrance knew.

Fair embassy! their smiles I greet, Camellia, pink and rose; I understand the message sweet Their gentle hearts enclose.

Their winsome beauty gladdens me With this immortal truth: No age can quite unhappy be That still remembers youth.

Dear boys! companions! friends sincere! More warm and true than men, I thank you most because my tear Made me a boy again.