APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
Grass that is green, growing,
Plants to be eaten, nurturing,
Animals that are hungry, eating,
Plants that are growing, growing.
Fertile where all can see, unifying
Metaphors drawing together many, fostering
New friendships as they slowly take root.

Trust feeds many bonds, binding
Unlikely and likely souls together, forging
A path together that, going
Forth that leads them elsewhere, seeing
A sight unknown and new, causing
Friendship formed anew, with hearts lain
Joined by their new bonds now, knowing
That it all has been for the better.
Making friends in a forest, going
Towards the pond, sitting
On a log, looking
At the pond.