Upon an April

Many Aprils have come and gone,

but they’ve all been a lot of fun,

you and I, my friend –

loving beneath the sun.

 

Those days of youth,

that had us flying with the wind,

no worries and no cares –

Aprils with no tears.

 

We lived and we loved,

under the blue sky above,

enjoying the flowers,

that blossomed all around.

 

When the rains came,

that would bring flowers in May,

we ran out to celebrate –

happily dancing in the rain.

 

The sun now so warm,

days roaming about,

who thought we’d get old,

it wasn’t made for us.

 

Then the time came,

when we had to say,

it was great and it was grand –

but growing up time is here.

 

Now we have weathered the storms

and silver streaks through our hair,

show the many paths we’ve taken,

through the Aprils of our youth.

 

Let’s turn back the pages,

hey, we’re still young at heart,

we can sing and we can dance –

under this April sun like horses prance.

 

Another April to be glad,

for another spring has come,

another year to love and laugh –

remember other springs with fondness.

 

So take my hand

and let’s go forward,

into this new April

and show them that we still can –

 

 

dance,

live,

love,

sing,

like children play –

 

that is what this April we’ll say!

Rasma Raisters

I am a dreamer, a poet and a writer. These are my passions as well as music. My hometown is NYC. I just relocated back to the U.S and am settled in Daytona Beach, Florida with my wonderful cat Sid.

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Rasma Raisters

I am a dreamer, a poet and a writer. These are my passions as well as music. My hometown is NYC. I just relocated back to the U.S and am settled in Daytona Beach, Florida with my wonderful cat Sid.

8 thoughts on “Upon an April

    • April 6, 2019 at 1:24 PM
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      Jamie the month of April always challenges me as I put my poetry blog on WordPress up for NaPoWriMo and try to reach the goal of 30 poems till the end of the month.

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  • April 4, 2019 at 11:29 PM
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    A lovely tribute to the month of April and spring, Rasma. it is in fact, Autumn here in Australia but we have had much-needed rainfall and the temperature is perfect. My favourite seasons both, autumn and spring.

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    • April 6, 2019 at 1:26 PM
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      Thank you, John. Time goes on and things change. My favorite seasons were spring and summer. Then my life turned upside down and I left Latvia and returned to the states and now my favorite month are spring and autumn too many painful summer memories.

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  • April 9, 2019 at 7:38 AM
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    April is the month of blooms and rebirth. It bestows us with a sense of exuberance. For the one who can pen her feelings, it’s a source of inspiration. Your poem is full of life and energy with a streak of gloom.

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