Born this April day: George who fights, the Bard who writes And then there is you.
Jubilant palm leaves, Waiting for his feet to tread over. Watch them cheer! A dying King waits for you to sing his death song, Carrying a cross. You remember this, Stuck in traffic waiting for the lights to go green.
What to do today - wallow in despair or weep? I choose sleep instead.
Grey gulls sky surfing, Trembling daffodils cower in the lashing sleet.
One day for women To give cards and gifts that say Hooray for this day!