A warm promise the April sun
A spring in the air
Pardon the phrase
Is Winter laughing having fun
Or golden daffodils on stage
Birds mating and preening wings
The budding trees
And blossoms thrive
Comforting showers and Godly things
The fields and meadows are alive.
Wild life stirs prepare to astound
Nature is painting
And colours perform
Hibernation over prepare for sound
Soothing the hurt of Winters storm.
April kick starts see life unfold
Let us thankfully accept
The month heaven sent
Carpets of green and colour gold
At last we breath a sigh of content.
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