April The Muted Month Left Lifeless

NaPoWriMo – Day 2

April The Muted Month Left Lifeless

from melted snow,

browns gone grey,

the world doormat.

 

It is as if trees and grass and buds

hold their breaths, and I wonder

does the world have amnesia—forgetting

sweet spring fragrance?

 

As birds return, chirp and sing,

I will myself not to discount

April.

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