In the tender arms of April’s embrace,
Soft whispers of rain kiss the earth,
Awakening dreams in a gentle chase,
Heralding anew a season of rebirth.

Blossoms unfurl with delicate grace,
Colors dance beneath the warming sun,
Each petal a promise in nature’s space,
A vibrant tapestry just begun.

The skies wear hues of tranquil blue,
Clouds drift in a leisurely parade,
As April weaves its magic through,
In every shadow and sunlit glade.

Hearts find solace in the gentle breeze,
As hope renews with each passing day,
April’s song sets the spirit at ease,
Guiding us softly on our way.