Coming Home April Poem by Sonya Florentino
Coming Home April
Cold dark rain
Upon my face erase the tears
A biting wind whips
And blows away my fears
The lightning strikes
But I keep forging on
Cracking thunder seethes
But I don’t hear a sound
The shadows fall as
Darkness conquers everything
But I walk on and keep
Remembering
April’s song playing in my mind
Guided by a sliver of moonlight
Soon I know the moon will lose the fight
But April’s song will carry me
through the night
Or maybe not, the storm may take its toll
But I don’t care
To April I belong
Simply enchanting Sonya. Just the words 'Coming Home To April' are so inviting. You forge your way through the obstacle of a storm and come out with a heart singing joy. Love it! 10 Karin Anderson
May there always be a light in the windows of April for you. Very touching... As always, Sandra
'Guided by a sliver of moonlight..' You take my breath away, Sonya!
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