Goodbye April

Goodbye April

goodbye April days
which melt to April nights
when my muse would
tickle my toes
at 4 a.m.
psst, I have a poem
the flood would hit
wake up or not
it was a tidal wave
some days I’d ride
some days I’d sleep
most days my muse
would smile
this last day
she let me sleep
thank you, Chloe
goodbye April days
May comes with
new poems
I am sure

Prompt Source: Write Better Poetry