And the sun returns...
We all know April.She's Winter's minion.
Winter's handmaid.
Winter's gal Friday.
Winter's tail.
Or
Winter's tale?
This April
Ice continued to plague
Along with snow
And freezing rain.
We always want
April to tell Spring's tale.
But why should she?
She may hint
But she's been practising
Forever
And she know's her part.
No lions or lambs for her.
She's into that method acting thing.
Her hints are all a part of her part
Designed to tease us
With yearning
And fill us with denial
Of her ultimate Truth:
Spring will always follow Winter.
The Sun returns
With warmth and shadows.
The whole outdoors
Is about to rejoice...
Reinventing itself
For itself
And
For us.
It's about time
For a walk in the park...
And iced tea on the balcony.
...
If this isn't nice, what is?
~ Kurt Vonnegut, of course
