A poem for April. The poetry month. April leaving..

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April showers bring May flowers but we didn’t get nearly enough showers this April and it’s over now… Sigh…

johncoyote

Last day of April..

The month of April teaches us.
All things can be re-born, all things must die.

My red and white roses are beginning to bloom,
the tulips are beautiful white trying to touch the clouds.

I hear my grandchildren feet running wild and enjoying the Spring warm sun on their faces.
It is the last day of April and I have learn again.

We must live and we must die.
Baby sister died in early April.
She loved the days of April.

Today I am waiting for the month of May.
Grandchildren need the lakes and the parks.
And I will burn sage for the living and I will burn sage for the dead,
near Lake St. Clair.

I will sit in my yard today.
Wait for my garden to grow and
thank the Gods of life and death.
For the kindness of April.

Dancing Coyote

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Coletha has several years of experience in communications and marketing for nonprofit organizations including her own. She specializes in writing and public speaking as she enjoys sharing her experiences and knowledge with others as well as volunteering: • Licensed WA State Life Insurance Agent 2018 – 2020 • Appointed Board Member - City of Tukwila 2016 – 2017 • City Council Candidate Position 5 – 2017 Elections • Appointed Precinct Committee Officer 2013 - 2017 • Administrative Specialist V - Texas, (Camp Victory) 2008 – 2009 • Published Author – Seattle, WA 2007 -2015 • Blogger, Remote 2006- Present

5 thoughts on “A poem for April. The poetry month. April leaving..”

    1. Hello there @johncoyote thank you for your comment! Has Winter rolled back into your town? It sure has in mine – gray, cold days in late May! #WhatIsHappening ???

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