It is the season of new beginnings... <br />Spring removes her winter robe <br />And fades into rainbows of hope; <br />The sun shines its headlights into April- <br />And in the garden the effluent scent <br />Of multiple blooms delights the nose; <br />The naked trees are no longer bare <br />Clothed in egg shell, pink and green. <br />Now entertaining the sometime visit <br />Of the butterfly and bee; <br />Showers are but a necessity <br />Splashed to chase the thirst away <br />They are never maudlin weeping tears <br />But always fall on purpose <br />For they help to bring <br />Even more blossoms to May; <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Dedicated To - Sonja B. M. <br />And Elizabeth M. Baxter <br />All will never be well again. <br /> <br />Remembering 1978 <br />August: Seattle Times <br />And what you said: <br />'Emily took off like a big bird <br />For L.A. and Australia <br />But you had better get your <br />Umbrella's out as she is <br />Flying back in the spring...' <br /> <br />I did fly back in the Spring <br />Of 1979...for my fathers last <br />Two heart attacks and death. <br />Heart attack in April and last <br />One in May... and then he passed! <br /> <br />We will always wonder how <br />You knew that i would be <br />coming back in April <br />When even the doctors did <br />Not know! <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />By: Theodora Onken <br />April 9,2012<br /><br />Theodora (Theo) Onken<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/april-showers-5/
