Poem of the Day: April by Marsha Masters
2017-04-25
April by Marsha Masters Source It’s lemonade, it’s lemonade, it’s daisy. It’s a roller-skating, scissor-grinding day; It’s gingham-waisted, chocolate flavored, lazy, With the children flower-scattered at their play. It’s the sun like watermelon, And the sidewalks overlaid With a glaze of yellow yellow Like a jar of marmalade. It’s the mower gently mowing, And the stars like startled glass, While the mower keeps on going Through a waterfall of grass.< Then the rich magenta evening Like a sauce upon the walk, And the porches softly swinging With a hammockful of talk. It’s the hobo at the corner With his lilac-sniffing gait, And the shy departingRead More →