It’s an April Showers kind of day,
a light rain falling, cold and
damp,
“rain we need,” we’ll claim to stem
our angst,
then sigh and dig deeper
into ourselves, not caring
about the promise of May flowers,
or even the summer months ahead,
too far ahead still, and too much to do
to get ready, too much that can’t
get done
on a rainy day in April when the
spirits
are dampened, damp and cold and
eager
for the warmth of the days ahead.
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