Oh my sweet April,
Why did you have to leave me when I was frail?
Did you not love me enough to stay?
Especially when times for me were grey.

We had future plans planned,
But you stepped on them like they were sand.
Sand under your godly glory,
Did you even feel sorry?

Even so, I have much to thank you for,
If you hadn't left me when I was poor.
I would not have met the love of my life,
The love of my life, who has now become my wife.

With all that said,
I hold no grudge against you for watching me fade.
Life has been going splendidly here,
I hope life is just as great for you, my Dear,





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