Treasure Island

Sonya Florentino

(Manila, Philippines (residing NYC))

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
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

Submitted: Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Edited: Friday, May 27, 2011

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