Time is rushing on too fast for me. I just posted it was the end of February and hoped the rest of the year would slow down and suddenly April is almost upon us. For some reason this old Simon and Garfunkel song comes to mind today. Have a nice spring.
April come she will
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain;
May, she will stay,
Resting in my arms again.
June, she'll change her tune,
In restless walks she'll prowl the night;
July, she will fly
And give no warning to her flight.
August, die she must,
The autumn winds blow chilly and cold;
September I'll remember
A love once new has now grown old.
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