In April

I hope I die in April
On a perfect springtime day.
I want the world to seem its best
When I am on my way.

I hope there's blooming daffodils

And crocus everywhere,
With tulips new and smiling
Giving fragrance to the air.

It seems a fitting setting

That as life begins anew
My life, though brief, continues on,
New journeys to pursue.

I hope I die in April

With the sun in full array.
I hope I die in April
On a perfect springtime day.

Anna M. Molgard


January 11, 2008
Upon hearing of my yoga teacher losing his mother
and reflecting on my Aunt's passing one year ago
in January

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