April tries to be so perfect but it’s snowing.
It knows it should be filled with fair forsythia; instead it’s snowing.
Even rain is not so unexpected for an early April evening but it’s snowing.
Snow as wet as rain is falling on the grass as green as dirt in April when it’s snowing.
Perfect.
A DIFFERENT FOURTH OF JULY
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I have looked for a suitable poem for the 4th of July this year. I examined
several old examples. All the while, however, there was a very unpleasant
feeli...
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