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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