April 19th:
Each day I am grateful
For those select figures
Who have crossed my horizon
And made it much bigger
April 20th:
She laughed
because she didn’t know just what else she could do
She smiled
because the pain she felt was so profoundly true
April 21st:
Your smile is in a dialect
That only you’ve created
But luckily it is the phrase
most easily translated
April 22nd:
Sometimes art flows like the seas
Destroying what the past had built
It runs you through with joy and pain
Until your heart can feel the hilt
April 23rd:
Yesterday is not worth chasing
That piece of time’s expired
Instead find what will make today
Feel equally inspired
April 24th:
What grounded the fair butterfly
No gentle breeze in spring?
Alas though winds were plentiful
She’d forgotten she had wings
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