The last day of NaPoWriMo 2021 has come and gone. It’s always a bittersweet moment for everyone participating. Perhaps some feel relieved. Thirty days is a push when you are trying to write something everyday. Snatching something from the air and putting it out there in words.
Keep on poets everywhere. See you next year if not sooner! Thanks to all my April visitors and for the reading and comments on my writings here. Means a lot.
In a swirl of green
April morphs to May
juncos to robins
last year’s leaves
tomorrow’s flowers
in a whorl of green
In a whorl of green
overnight the world changes
April bcomes May.
I love both of these today, and the photo, too. You inspire me.
Beautiful images and sentiment. Quite, overnight.
Thank you for all your words through the month, Mary Beth. It’s always such pleasure to visit your world.
Green here in Atlanta too. Probably May was April here.