For Write Eleven Beautiful Lines Poetry Contest/ Sponsor: Constance La France
“You know how it is with an April day when the sun is out and the wind is still; you’re one month on in the middle of May.” —Robert Frost, Two Tramps in Mud Time I watch this April day as dawn arrives . . . with grace she lays a gilded glaze upon my greening lawn spreading it out like sweet butter. How beautifully night has yielded to the magic of her gloss. I run behind my house to glimpse the goddess as she spills a plenitude of honey onto my blooming yellow daffodils, and I behold my garden touched by gold.
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