Look at all the nests in the trees this spring I hope all will have fledglings within it feels like spring am I warming up not just in heart but to the art of love
April will be full of love and joy it could be the last time for me so I will go all out to be kind show you the hidden love within my mind
Save the best to last I concur leave this world in goodness and joy let the blossoms of spring now truly warm my broken heart