THIS FOURTH MONTH

APRIL TENDERS A CERTAIN SWEETNESS

It was in this fourth month

I thought that maybe

This time it would be different

No tease of earth's humid breath

Gulping in the dappled sunlight

Only to have it steal away

And smile sweetly

As the damp vapor

Pauses by the primrose.

Yellow tenders the favorite color;

The first and sweetest blush;

Far from shorter days

To ones that stretch lazily

Between the grass and sky.

Can you hear the blackbirds hum?

Or the green grass as it lengthens and bends?

Don't you dread the promise of the sundrops leaving

Shortly after they've tickled our resolve to adore them?

Still, the richest certainties

Are those of the fourth month

Surely spreading its beauty somewhere else

If not here...

Of expanding earth's breadth

In the most fantastical manner.

poem written by L.P.G.

We're a little more than midway through; yet, I do implore:

DEAR MARCH,

(Depart!)...

My take on an Emily Dickinson poem

Dear March - You're late -     

Late to depart (for now) -

How I hoped you'd never -

Put down your sorcerer's Hat -    

A clever disguise to beguile us...

You straddle in year after year -

Breathing in our desire for reprieve -

Yet, dear March, don't you see

How weary and numb we've become?

March, please... Come sit beside me for a while -

I have so much to request -

You bring up the stairway to Spring-

I do hear the birds (now), but there's snow 

on their wing-     

Fall's maples once demurred at the very 

thought of you-

I remember how they shuddered and how 

Red their Faces grew -         

But March, no empty promises, please -   

When you both come in (and depart) like a Lion-

It's only to tease-

And all those colors still to bloom -    

Don't mar their entrance-

Don't transmit gloom-

Before long, who knocks? Oh April !!

Lay the doormat!  Light the lamp!

Your shadow warms the heart-

A Year before you call again

            Is nothing when I am expectant -        

All trifles look so trivial   

As soon as you draw closer...

My censure of March is just as sacred

As Praise for you, April-

Yet disappoint us (you sometimes do).

Oh well, May's a most lovely hue!

L.P.-G.

THAT WAS A GREAT QUESTION !!! RE: Asked at Sen. Amy Klobuchar's town hall tonight...

CAN YOU SHARE A PERSONAL EXPERIENCE WHERE YOU REALIZED THE VALUE OF COLLECTIVE EMPATHY?

... and it certainly DOES appear that Senator Klobuchar possesses the requisite bona fides to be president!

AGE NINE CAN BE SO FINE!!!

...remembering how precious you were years prior, as well

MORE RECENTLY, THERE ARE THESE EXAMPLES OF EXEMPLARY BROTHERLY LOVE!!!!!

...and we hope your special day is just awesome !!

IF I SAY "BY THE WAY" on 2-5-2019, THERE'S A REASON !

By the way...

...of course, we must add a touch of memory lane, as well!!