April’s Coming
Reading edition
April comes with sudden showers, Chilling winds and sunny hours. April comes with growing green On the trees still winter-lean. April brings the singing bird And a joy that is absurd. April comes and April goes, But the flowers April sows— Earth’s obituary tears— Wake the immemorial years. So with Spring’s passing comes Summer with her borrowed drums; Fall and winter in a ring Till April comes again with spring.
Lancaster Pollard