April Wears a Lovely Gown

Happy April, everyone! To celebrate, I'm posting a poem written by my grandmother. Hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

April Wears a Lovely Gown

April wears a lovely gown,

all periwinkle blue

and billowy white,

And on her golden head,

she wears a vibrant crown.

As she lightly dances o’er

the soft, yielding ground,

green grass appears, and

the dainty crocus opens

its silken petals,

Then the warm, full sky sends

her spring showers earthward,

to fulfill April’s promise,

While all around,

the perfume settles.

Oh! April is a lovely thing,

with blue-bells for her eyes,

The flaming red upon her lips,

from twilight’s skies.

Enchanting April is like

first love, tenderly, sweet

as a flower-bud unfolding,

And long after she has danced away,

Her gay perfume lingers

On the air, and all the world

unfolding.

You can find another of Gamie's poems, Shadow and Flame, here.

*Sorry for the awkward formatting--Blogger's still tricky sometimes for me. :)