Poem in Your Pocket

April is nearly May,

Jack Frost has now out welcomed his stay.

We have opened the door,

And asked that he visits no more.

Because April is nearly May.

April is nearly May,

The lambs are now born and constantly feeding,

And the robins, sparrows and blackbirds have paired for breeding.

Because April is nearly May.

April is nearly May,

The smell of fresh mown grass tickles our noses,

Buds are opening on the magnolia tree and forming on the roses.

Because April is nearly May.

April is nearly May,

Remember before the month is out,

Celebrate and share the poem in your pocket with a shout.

Because National Poetry Month ends,

When April becomes May.

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