Poem: Saying Goodbye to April

the leaves beckon “come hither”

get off your lazy ass

my trees are full

flowers tilted in bloom

tomorrow is another tomorrow

the sun shines lazily down on empty chairs

all I can hear is the rain to come

feel the cold on the back of my neck

hear the pat-pat of drops on my new umbrella

the world feels empty

if there is adventure out there

I have yet to find it

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