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O April, you clapped your arrival with thunder, so we can expect good crops of corn and hay. If you pour down rain, June will come very clear. Should you cloud the sky, May will bring abundant dew. But, please, April, do not snow yet!
Looking out the backyard my Beloved John exclaimed, the grass needs mowing. Not yet, please, let the wild violets spread. The fig tree shows forth its fruits for making jam.
The pollen is gone
Trace of road covered by fresh branches
Spring spreads its tapestry