April 23 , 2009

In Praise of April Oh, praise the coming of April, there is music in your name. The blustery days of March are gone; "Spring is here," our hearts proclaim. Oh, praise the time of April, bearing Spring on gentle winds that brush the earth with a sweet caress, and kiss its soul to make amends. And praise the warmth of April that brings the life-giving rain; to awaken earth from a winter's sleep, and bring joy to our hearts again. Give praise to the flowers of April that splash color all around; a time of hope--when hearts rejoice, and a time when love is found. Oh, praise the birds of April that come winging on the breeze; to sing the joys of the mating call-- and build their nests in budding trees. April is a gift from God; to Him, we give the praise. And praise to thee--Oh April, for the beauty of your days. Charles Clevenger New Boston           A New Sound The music of the meadow Touches me Like a soft cloth. I didn’t know that Goldenrod and Queen Anne’s Lace Could whisper, Or Maples could sing! These are precious surprises For one who’s needing to hear A new sound. Patricia North Portsmouth   Green Of Springtime Refreshing are the thoughts of Spring When grass turns from Brown to Green As the Daffodils show their Yellow bloom This becomes Springs first lovely scene Soon we will see Red Bud and Dogwood Green leaves will be growing on the trees Wild flowers will be seen on the hillsides A sight to most all eyes will surely please So comforting are the days of early Spring It seems as if the whole world is coming alive We can see Blooms are bursting out all over I thank God warm weather soon will arrive Gone will be the doldrums of a nasty Winter Bland hills will soon show their Green mantle Beautiful are the sight we see in the Spring At the end of this blustery month comes April Acie Workman Eden Park