The Winds April Cloak Poem by Mark Heathcote
The Winds April Cloak
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The wind shall wear his April cloak.
So all the flowers will laugh and poke-
to see his dancing sprig of spring,
on a butterfly's wing.
Beneath his feet, trees bow, newly green.
Little clouds whiten on the glowing sheen.
For all the world is healthier in an April wind.
Or so the chirping nestling sparrows sing.
Thursday, February 16, 2012
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