April – breezy and demure –
Make yourself at home.
I’ve kept some tea warm.
Here is a seat of nature –

A trunk on which to sit.
The birds announced your arrival
By chirp and warble –
I’d been waiting for it.

I saw wildflowers in full flush
Arrive just ahead of you.
The bees buzz as if to say “hello”
And throng around the brittlebush.

Company is such excitement!
Show me your light winds –
Stir them up in the mountains
But thirty days – then what?

Oh, pretty April – do not go –
You are one of my favorite guests.
Stay for a few months –
May calls but burns me so.