In the gentle whispers of April’s embrace,
The earth awakens from its wintry sleep,
Blossoms burst with colors, a vibrant chase,
As morning dew on petals softly weep.

The tender breeze carries secrets untold,
Dancing through meadows with a joyful song,
Sunlight spills like melted gold,
Painting shadows where memories belong.

Streams cascade with laughter, wild and free,
In April’s realm, where dreams take flight,
The world alive with blooming spree,
Beneath the stars, in the tranquil night.

So let us wander, hand in hand,
Through April’s realm of fleeting grace,
Embrace the magic of this land,
And find serenity in its gentle pace.