April Days


April was fast, the showers did not last.
The days were longer as my mind grew older.
The new lambs run in the fields as does the new pop of colour from the flowers hidden among the grass.
Opportunities arise with unexpected encounters.
In a day it will be May, what will it have to say. 

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