April is perfect
in all conceivable ways
apart from
the pining separation
from November’s divine dark
Day 30
30 Thursday Apr 2015
30 Thursday Apr 2015
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Congrats, you did it! An amazing April!! ❤
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Oh, you are way too nice. But I am certainly glad it is over. Thanks for sticking with me!
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Like April, your poem is concise, perfect. I love the idea of the divine darkness of November.
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Thanks! What’s wrong with me that I can’t just be happy with wonderful April?! So glad you enjoyed this poem.
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