April is a confusing month
in the mountains,  columbine opens a mouth or two and
three hours later they’re filled with snow.
What else means April here?
Returning to lighter beers, cautiously stowing the winter boots and
remembering how rain actually sounds at night, not just the vintage memory of a previous April shower.

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About emvlovely

Oh, I live in an RV. I write poems, essays and prose. Thanks for reading my blog, good health to you!
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