April comes at last
Bringing warmer weather and April showers
Listening to the rain on the roof
I think of May flowers
Mayflowers bring pilgrims
And April is also Earth month
When people take the time to be a little more conservative
With their utilities and talk of saving whales and such
And April brings Easter or this year it was in March but still
April brings Springtime when the clocks change and
The weather gets nicer and Spring is a time of renewal
When people take a look at their life and set goals to make important changes
Some of which occasionally get changed
And April is also National Poetry Month when poets get a little more attention than usual maybe
And when the world stops to listen
And maybe even clap
Maybe shed a tear or snap their fingers in approval
Maybe feel something special that they havent felt in a while
And love it and maybe just maybe they want to bookmark that poem and come back to read it again someday
Just because they love the way it makes them feel
Or because it makes them think of something important that they need to do that they had forgotten about for a while
Maybe a poem can touch a heart
Or touch a soul
Or turn a head
Maybe it can make people stop what they are doing for a bit and listen
And maybe it can change the world
Happy Poetry Month mes amies.
Bringing warmer weather and April showers
Listening to the rain on the roof
I think of May flowers
Mayflowers bring pilgrims
And April is also Earth month
When people take the time to be a little more conservative
With their utilities and talk of saving whales and such
And April brings Easter or this year it was in March but still
April brings Springtime when the clocks change and
The weather gets nicer and Spring is a time of renewal
When people take a look at their life and set goals to make important changes
Some of which occasionally get changed
And April is also National Poetry Month when poets get a little more attention than usual maybe
And when the world stops to listen
And maybe even clap
Maybe shed a tear or snap their fingers in approval
Maybe feel something special that they havent felt in a while
And love it and maybe just maybe they want to bookmark that poem and come back to read it again someday
Just because they love the way it makes them feel
Or because it makes them think of something important that they need to do that they had forgotten about for a while
Maybe a poem can touch a heart
Or touch a soul
Or turn a head
Maybe it can make people stop what they are doing for a bit and listen
And maybe it can change the world
Happy Poetry Month mes amies.