(the) Budding Grace Of April Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

(the) Budding Grace Of April

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It's the 28th of April,
And the 29th comes soon.
The 27th was a Friday that passed,
In a year that speeds...
Faster than a rising hot air balloon.

Blooming trees and colors of Spring,
Brings a joy that the frost slips its grip...
Melting away.
And when May comes with full entourage...
Reminding us when it leaves,
We reflected on Memorial Day!
With a grieving that relieves.

Planted and placed are flowers potted,
As reminders never to forget...
Those loved and respected,
The dearly departed!

And as Aprils' mix,
Of fantastic hues blitzing us goes...
We warm within those hopeful visions,
To find sanctuary!
To keep a repeated peace,
And a comforting place...
That introduces a miracle unfolding!
Witnessing this earthly birth.
That seems to rejuvenate
Each time it is renewed,
With the budding grace of April!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sid John Gardner. 28 April 2007

April is a great month.March is cold and windy, May is cold and windy.But only in the UK.April elsewhere is OK so I believe. Sid John.

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Duncan Wyllie 17 January 2008

This is full of freshness, breathing in an up-lifting work from Sir Lawrence, I know! I know! you like to stay humble...it's just the way I feel after reading this Thankyou once again for yet another moving piece Love duncan X

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Prabir Gayen 11 June 2019

Witnessing this earthly birth. That seems to rejuvenate Each time it is renewed, With the budding grace of April! ... .....sweet poem

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Akhtar Jawad 31 March 2018

Share the budding of April with you through this beautiful poem.

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Patricia Grantham 09 April 2015

A beautiful and very befitting write for April. Budding of flowers and leafy green trees. A boost for winter blues. Very good.

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Brian Jani 29 May 2014

This is very good poetry well done

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Cathleen Hodgkinson 10 March 2008

Within the cusp. of winter/spring, I was thinking of doing a writing pertaining to spring....but there is no way I could ever grasp what you've given us Mr. Lawrence. I won't even attempt it. I love your way with words.

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