April flipped herself in <br />Like a brand new paragraph <br />For i'd left off in March <br />And winter 'twas still the subject matter <br /> <br />The frost all but got me <br />Hypothermia of feelings <br />Once felt <br />Like coming into a heated June <br />My feelings they began to melt <br /> <br />But April flipped me in <br />Much like an April Fool <br />Vunerable and needy <br />Forgetful of what i had <br />Learned in school <br /> <br />And so another paragraph <br />Was formed <br />Along with the rain you did bring <br />Remind me-Mother Earth- <br />If you will <br />That not all flowers bloom <br />In the Spring <br /> <br />Aware that the showers <br />Are supposed to bring <br />Some Flowers that bloom in May <br />But ne'er prepared for <br />Story-tellers with eloquent words <br />That ne'er mean what they say <br /> <br />The flowers that later bloom <br />With brillance-aroma and Light <br />Take out the chill and hold on me still <br />During a most troubling dark of night<br /><br />Theodora (Theo) Onken<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/april-fool-3/
