From Parts Left Over, more about April:
In April flowers bloomed, the April Fools,
And much too soon, or God knows why,
It may have been too late,
A sudden coldness snuffed their lives away
Without a word.
Now, naked, they will not see summer.
I held one on my hands a little while,
Not really knowing what to do.
This melancholy ache,
Not alone for petals
As they broke and fell away,
For I had watched them flower,
And beautiful,
I know I shall not see
The like of them again ...
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