Leonora Speyer

April now walks the fields again, trailing her tearful leaves and holding all her frightened buds against her heart. Wrapt in her clouds and mists, she walks, groping her way among the graves of men.

Sharon Leah

Rain soaks the earth, prompting growth and preparing the flowers of the season. And we find ourselves shedding our winter coats on the first warm spring day. This is April!