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April

Thoughts on an April day

By Laura DePacePublished 9 months ago 1 min read

It is said

“April showers bring May flowers.”

Such a hopeful perspective

On the grey, gloomy, cold, wet days

Of April.

Days and days of rain.

Or sometimes snow.

Is anything said

Of April snowstorms?

The flowers

That were fooled into blooming

In April,

Believing that it was Spring,

Bow their embattled heads

To the pounding rains.

Perhaps T.S. Eliot was closer

To the truth of April

When he said,

“April is the cruellest month.”

I sit at my window,

Wrapped in a blanket,

Wearing wool socks,

Feeling the cold

And the damp

And the darkness

Of this forbidding April.

The chill settles into

My very bones.

Will April ever end?

It is time

To leave the showers of April behind

And skip to the flowers of May.

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About the Creator

Laura DePace

Retired teacher, nature lover, aspiring writer driven by curiosity and “What if?” I want to share my view of the fascinating, complex world of nature. I also love creating strong characters and interesting worlds for them to live in.

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  • Rachel Deeming9 months ago

    Yes, it is although where I live the weather has been glorious but this is usually the way as your poem describes. The skies are greying now. It looks like the rain will come.

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