April ©

The lamb walks gently towards April
Our reward for enduring earlier blizzards
Gently closing March’s gate
Spring showers bringing greeness

Buds unfurling like babies hands
Unblemished and perfect
A cradle for blossom
Cream pink and bridal white

Before the grass grows too long
Just for a day or two
The garden is like a postcard
Or the scenery in a musical show

Grasp this day hold the dear memory
For it's scenes like this that endure
When winter chills the heart
And the land seems to lie sleeping