April Fool's Day

Winter turns to Spring

Happy birds sing

Folks take their ease

Laughter rides the breeze

Then imps come out to play

‘Cause it’s April Fools’ Day…

Beware April First!

For jokes we have a thirst

But imps are often naughty

They want to make us dotty

What’s false and what is true?

Do we even have a clue?

How do we survive?

Let’s help fun and fancy thrive

Surely for one day a year

We can hold those imps dear

Accept a bit of foolishness

With our own light-heartedness

Let’s show that tricks and pranks

Will win our thanks

When we laugh, not cry

When we grin, not sigh

When we’re glad,

Neither sad nor mad

Our good little imps

May enter a room

A sign may warn of

Gloom and doom

Then, “APRIL FOOL!”

A party…!  “COOL!”

Virginia Wylie

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Virginia resides in Brookdale Orange City, Florida and is the author of the poetry that appears here. The views and opinions expressed in this poetry are those of the author and do not necessarily reflect those of Brookdale Senior Living.

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