When Washington Created Lasting Love on M Street, Georgetown
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You sum up everything I lost,
An April made unending since we shared
The cherry blossoms as in Pentecost,
The redbuds clinging to their bark, flared
Out tight from it in godly purple. Days
And days of sunshine stiff enough to quell
Such ice as nights would bring. The tulip blaze
In beds and borders would in scarlet yell
Their beauty if this brilliant noise could keep
The wishful heat from wilting petal, bloom,
And anthers. Heat was not allowed to seep
Through April’s garden flowers. No noon made room
For summer’s breath to sag the springtime view.
This everlasting April came from you.