Classic and Contemporary Poetry

RESIDUUM, by LEONORA CLAWSON STRYKER
First Line: Had the year an april
Last Line: Only dead leaves!

Had the year an April,
Was there a June?
How could they have vanished,
So soon -- so soon!

I waited patiently,
Watched changing skies;
And then the summer passed
Before my eyes!

My fingers caught her skirt --
Plucked at her sleeves:
And yet my grasp retained
Only dead leaves!