Poetry
in April
It’s April, its poetry month and spring is in the air,
Words are full with meaning, words of truth and dare,
Its poetry month, its April spring has finally sprung,
Creatures of all sizes, all kinds of words have sung,
Long and hard the process, of writing our first word,
Putting pen to paper, hoping we’ll be heard,
Someone will read it, perhaps just take the time,
After all its April and words are flowing fine,
So please just take a minute, to read what I have said,
Try to smile, at least inside your head,
For its April and its poetry month, all across the world,
Be glad that it is poetry, into which you have been
hurled,
Relish all the words, displayed for you to read,
On computers in books in windows, let your mind be freed,
Now that it’s April and poetry is here, let one and all
now know,
Immerse yourselves in the art of words, into poetry all
will go.
