Tuesday, 1 April, 2014


In the middle of winter and summer,
Is a month with soothing glimmer,
Eliot says it's the cruelest of all,
But hope still lingers though small,
Seeing it coming my heart thrives,
I open my arms wide as April arrives.

P.S. - T. S. Eliot was a famous poet who wrote the poem "The Waste Land", the first line of which says,"April is the cruelest month".

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