SONG FOR AN OLD-FASHIONED APRIL - by Judith Chiorazzi

SONG FOR AN OLD-FASHIONED APRIL    by  Judith Chiorazzi April, April, how do I know whether thou be friend or foe? Give me sunlight, give me breath, Give me belief there is no death. How I wonder, my giver of the flower Whether I'll have staying power; To wage this battle through thick and thin To know my love will come back again... Tell me April, who is my love, The red robin or the cooing dove? How can a messenger seem so still While streams overflow with winter's swill? Give me love or give me power; I'll take some of both And contemplate the flower......