April 26th

On April 26th,
You would expect to see,
Flowers blooming,
Pinks, reds, yellows,
The chartreuse green
Of new growth
Smattering the trees and bushes
With victory and life

In February,
You might rejoice
At three days
Of 40 degree
Weather in a row
With light snows
But not on April 26th.

On April 26th,
If it's under 50,
You want to cry,
If it dares snow,
You think you might die,
You wonder why you've never moved
Why you still love your home
There's no place like it
This is

MINNESOTA
And
This

Is HOW WE ROLL

My Blues; an assignment from APAL

I’ve got the blues
Oh I’ve got the blues real bad
I’ve got this terrible assignment
And my inspiration’s real sad

That’s only four lines
I’ve got to write eight more
Isn’t it painfully clear,
I’ve never written blues before

I’ve got the blues
I’ve got the blues real bad,
I’m struggling through this task
But the product’s kind of sad

I wish that I was done
I guess that I could be,
But I like to over achieve
So this’ll be the last stanza by me

Oh I’ve got the blues,
Reeeaal
Baaaaaaaaaad