April is the sweetest month. April comes to tell us our waiting is over, the darkness has broken and the earth is reborning. Every day the messages come: a crane's call, the song of the meadowlark, the vultures circling, the willows yellowing, the maples blooming. It is a season of hope and promise in a weary world.
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