It's April, an odd month of "maybe" and "if"
When you never know what to expect
But it always arrives just before winter ends
Though it's sometimes delayed, not direct.
It's a time when the Lord giveth springtime and hope
And more new signs of bounty each day ...
Time when Uncle in Washington holds out his hand
And the IRS taketh away.
April is National Poetry Month,
An exceptional time of the year
When it's legal to pester both strangers and friends
With our scribblings, without shame or fear.
It's a time when newspaper folks suspend good sense
With a promise to publish verse.
Just remember to credit the writer each time
And to keep it clean, honest and terse.
How about it Montana? Let's celebrate now ...
First Amendment, U.S. Constitution.
Send your verse in today! Don't be shy, don't delay!
Be the problem, if not the solution!
In an effort to encourage poetry writing (why not?), I would like to submit this effort and hope that others will follow suit.