April, April, how do I know
whether thou be friend or foe?
Give me sunlight, give me breath,
Give me belief there is no death.
How I wonder, my giver of the flower
Whether I'll have staying power;
To wage this battle through thick and thin
To know my love will come back again...
Tell me April, who is my love,
The red robin or the cooing dove?
How can a messenger seem so still
While streams overflow with winter's swill?
Give me love or give me power;
I'll take some of both
And contemplate the flower......
Song For An Old-Fashioned April
Published by Family Friend Poems June 2014 with permission of the Author.
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