Short Stories for Teachers
Winter's shadow is cast no more
upon this treasured land.
Green through brown crust earth
shoots up with demon drive
to capture a breath of life.
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Solemn no more do winds chime
through the bare towers of stick.
Full is the music
that brings a sigh
for joy is fully installed
by brook and mount
in awe.
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Some think the earth
is more than this.
But pity such thoughts
in time lost,
that do not hear
simple words echoed
in throat of sweet bird's call.
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Today is April,
tomorrow may,
bring to us
another day. -
(I thought I was immune from any April fool's pranks this year. I had no plans to go anywhere.
The day started with a knock at the door. There was an expressy mail type package on my doorstep. They apparently don't stop and ask for signatures anymore. I looked it over and opened it. Why some important delivery to me from someone in Texas? There was a cashier's check inside. Wow!
Who would send me a check? Who died and forgot to leave their lawyer the bulk of their estate? Nice chump change though I must say in retrospect.
An April's fool joke? Perhaps, but why so elaborate?
I will not go further into my temporarily being a fool but the check was a phony and it was an elaborate, common scam. Scope it out on Internet sites for yourself.
Anyway, I got out of the house among other things and although the weather was quite drizzly, I got some fresh air and remembered this very old poem.
Happy arrival of April from this dumb fool!
