April leaving

Poem thirty for April. The poetry month.

                    April leaving

Blossom by Blossom dear Spring begin to appear.

The month of April is leaving us soon.

The ancient poets called April,

the month of confusion.

In the month of April,

we never  know what the weather can be.

She is like fickle lover who can be angry, kind or misty.

I love the days of April,

watching the rose bush being reborn and the Tulips appearing.

I adore the apple blossoms blooming at full force.

Our earth, becoming a garden of beauty.

I can hear the hopeful birds singing and we get a taste of warm days.

April is a exquisite month,

old mother Winter is fading away and

the children can run and play again.

May is coming with a promise of warm days.

April leaving,

the canvas of perfect green is covering our earth and

the flowers are beginning to reach for the sun in joy.

Coyote

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Dave]

As I read this, belatedly, May is now upon us. The promises of April are now the fruition found in May. All that you hope for, are here, in abundance. The daffodils, came early, as they do, but now the azaleas, with a profusion of colors light up the side of the house. I think Spring is my favorite month.
Take care - Dave

[Coyote Poetry]

I love the Spring days too Dave. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[SleeplessVolcano]

Inspirational poetry....love the "canvas of perfect green"...

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my kind friend for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

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What a beautiful poem on the fabulous month April. It's a month that ends winter by its new growth, blooming buds, green leaves, soothingly warm days and also progresses towards a more warm month May. It is that time in the year when we take a walk through nature's beauty and you portrayed that so well.... A nice poem shared on this poetry month to conclude the month and thank you for this

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my kind friend and thank you for reading and the comment.