Alluring April, amazing and alive
Astonishing azure skies above
Aroma of apple blossoms arrive
Ablaze with colors, nature's love
Ascending sun, awakens the earth
Admired by all, the robin's mirth
Abundant rain, nourishing birth
Adventurous souls, explore the girth
Aurora borealis, a dazzling sight
Aching hearts, now feel delight
Aspirations soar, take to flight
Appreciation grows, for each night
Amidst the chaos, a peaceful hush
Affirming moments, a gentle push
Ardent love, an eternal rush
All-encompassing, without a blush
All hail the letter "A," a majestic start
A letter of ambition, for the courageous heart
Adieu, until we meet again, let us depart
And keep the memories, deep in our heart.
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