Is
April,
And
I’m
Unprepared,
Recalling
Other
Aprils
That
We
Shared,
And
How
Much
We
Cared.
It
All
Slipped
Away
On
Yet
Another
April
Day,
Blowing
All
The
Flowers
Away.
I Survived,
To
Keep
Your
Memory
Alive
And
Ever
New,
Do
My
Best,
And
Lovely
April
Does
The
Rest.