April came and with her hope
A little sunshine helps to cope
Her kiss sweetly soft caress
A heart frostbitten now be blessed

A simple smile of inward child
Takes the breath away
To calm the cold of bitterness
The Ides of March display

She comes to heed the mother’s call
Her air so fair and kind
April sings her early songs
Nature speaks her mind

Gypsy flowers peak their buds
Expose the coming season
Ducks and geese return at last
And life returns her reason

As I read her piece of mind
I am mush upon her page
Lost within her lines of grief
Trapped within her rage

Still I read on
Her ink again spills red
In silence of lucidity
In a maze of heart felt dread

Yet time removes mind
With the darkening of day
Screens eventually time out
And attentions fade

The heart string
Is carefully enticed
With the realization
She's merely a function of my device