Golden, Cloudy, in My Arms

A poem by Ogden Nash

Art: Ever Changing, Ever True by Elena Vance

Music: Gentle Inquiry by Elias Reed

Praise the spells and bless the charms, I found April in my arms. April golden, April cloudy, Gracious, cruel, tender, rowdy; April soft in flowered languor, April cold with sudden anger, Ever changing, ever true -- I love April, I love you.

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