April
One of my personal favorite months
Aside from the birthday in the middle
It is the month of new life
Yes, it bothers me
To know that so many babies are born
But in natures ways
It doesn’t matter
It’s the time of the new born
Humans however, that’s another story
Let’s not get into that as the nature I speak of us less complex
April, when the Easter bunny comes out and hides
The thousands of eggs that are colored with different patterns
Not much for me
There wasn’t much to believe
About the Easter bunny you see
But nonetheless the
It is another myth
That makes this month fun for me
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Steps To Greatness
PoetryThere are the steps that I take to being a better poet. The shorter smaller steps anyway. Mainly consist of short poetry.
