April-

God’s garden is this dim old wood,

And hidden in its blossom

The bursting bud, the feathery leaf

And soft, sweet smelling blossoms.

 

Ho! May is fair, and glorious June, 

In rose leaves doth enfold her,

Their bloom is richer than my own,

But mine is sweeter, bolder.

 

God’s garden is this dim old wood, 

And, I, the pretty vagrant, 

I am the gardener He sends

To make it fair and fragrant.

 

By: Jean Blewett

 

The season where all the spring flowers come out and the weather is getting hotter than before so make sure to drink lots of water. We are getting closer to the end of the school year and summer break will be here. 

 

Sincerely, 

 

The Passionate Poet