April Poem by W.I. Stoneberger

April

Rating: 5.0


The robin don't mind
if it's the poor side of town
and everything is run down
gonna sing anyway.

The daffodill don't care
if it's growing by a shack
where the folks smoking crack
gonna bloom anyway.

The sun isn't bothered
if it's above a vacant lot
all decay and rot
gonna shine anyway.

Spring ain't concerned
if it's on a dead-end street
where the folks drag their feet
gonna come anyway.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ashraful Musaddeq 06 May 2009

April is wonderful 10 ++

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Teresa Dearing 13 April 2009

Ah.. nicely said, I hear the robin's song and see the yellow of the flower... Spring on the dead end is easier than winter to bear, For all those who tiredly etch out their existance there, Thou life, death, and the seasons are for everyone to share, Natures joys oft' go unnoticed by those with so much care.

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Maria Barbara Korynt 10 April 2009

Beautiful, great written poem. Excellent form. Very well you are using the rhyme. I read with pleasure and 10v. - real :) Greetings. Thank you :) Maria Barbara

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Fiona Davidson 02 April 2009

This is quite true William...beautiful poem thank you...if we cared less about ourselves and more about nature things would be so much better...Fi 10+++

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