The April rain, the April rain,
Comes slanting down in fitful showers,
Then from the furrow shoots the grain,
And banks are fledged with nestling flowers;
And in grey shaw and woodland bowers
The cuckoo through the April rain
Calls once again.
The April sun, the April sun,
Glints through the rain in fitful splendour,
And in grey shaw and woodland dun
The little leaves spring forth and tender
Their infant hands, yet weak and slender,
For warmth towards the April sun,
One after one.
And between shower and shine hath birth
The rainbow’s evanescent glory;
Heaven’s light that breaks on mists of earth!
Frail symbol of our human story,
It flowers through showers where, looming hoary,
The rain-clouds flash with April mirth,
Like Life on earth.
Petals & Things
“It’s my very favorite time of year
Yes it’s spring, oh glorious spring
The world is alive with changes
Like delightful petals and things
Precious tiny leaves peek out
All along the branches
Buds are getting braver now
Flowers about to take chances
Color is fresh and new again
The fragrance wafts in the air
Gives us hope for tomorrow for
There is not so many cares
For nature is filling in the voids
Without a single string
Let’s enjoy what spring gives us
Like wonderful petals and things!”
I realized that in all the craziness of my life that I missed last Friday’s poetry post! So I decided to make it up by writing my own poem for you all! Life often goes up and down like a roller coaster — So this is for anyone who feel’s like they’re at the world’s end and hanging on by a thread. Though you may feel all alone, there are always people to fall back on. Friends. Family. We love you. Never give up!
At World’s End
At world’s end, I stand on the edge
Wind roars from behind me
And threatens to throw me
Over the edge.
At world’s end, I ask you to lend
Open hands and eyes to see.
The pit lies before me;
Send me a friend.
At day’s end, I cannot hold on.
There’s one hope that can be
That someone’s come for me
Catch me — I’m gone.
c. Annika Barclay