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Tuesday, April 2, 2019

Welcome April

Wouldn’t it be lovely,
wouldn’t it be grand
if April showered poetry
across our troubled land?

And tossing our umbrellas,
we’d jump in puddles
free or rhymed,
spattering riotous bursts joy
or tender words sublime.

Everyone would get along,
and peacefully join hands
if April showered poetry
across our troubled land.