April, a Poem

poetry, wind, oceans, devin howard

Listen to a mournful sea

At afternoon in April

Listen to its lonely swells

Washing over maple

Watch it roll upon a lea

While sowing cotton snow

Watch it dapple green and gold

Upon the ground below

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