SONG FOR AN OLD-FASHIONED APRIL - by � Judith Chiorazzi




SONG FOR AN OLD-FASHIONED APRIL 

by � Judith Chiorazzi



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......



 
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