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.
Thursday, April 05, 2007
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