Class Poem
CM 220 Composition II
Dr. Ellen Tsagaris
To Rebecca Wee
April
“April is the cruelest
month . . . .”
With warm, then bitter
wind.
April Fools!---is a day of
laughter and joy.
April comes in like a lion
and out like a lamb.
Mary had a little lamb,
who had a lion.
If April is as bad as March, I’ll sure be
crying;
I’ll be crying if April
rains all month.
I hope there are very nice
days in April.
I’m very sad that Easter
is in March and not April this year.
My little boy turns 18 in
April so it is bittersweet for me.
It is better bittersweet
than sweet-sorrow.
Life is full of sorrow but
April Showers will wash it away.
Then, I wonder, what if
April never comes?
April I just around the
bend.
As April approaches we can
only think about the rain showers
That are gong to bring the
pretty flowers in the spring.
I look forward to the warm
April days
And the beautiful flowers
to come in May.
When May comes, so does
Mother’s day,
So no matter what month is
at hand, grab each
Day and hold it dear;
You never know what
tomorrow’s sorrows are creeping near.
April is the month where
things begin to get beautiful;
You start seeing green
grass, leaves on tress, and, now,
Even flowers start to
bloom.
Awake, April is here;
there is no gloom!
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