Monday, October 22, 2007

April Girl

Always Merry An April Girl
 
  Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
April golden, April cloudy,
Gracious, cruel, tender, rowdy;
April soft in flowered languor,
April cold with sudden anger,
Ever changing, ever true --
I love April, I love you.
Poem by Ogden Nash
 
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