Mom and Dad Loved Spring!! They Loved working  in the yard and, the garden. This is a poem that Dad wrote about April!!

April, wet April,
We've reached you again.
We know that you bring,
Less sunshine, more rain.
But there is a reason,
Your rainfall must be.
So we'll just be thankful,
And not criticize thee.
Because when we see,
Lovely flowers in May,
Then we know that we must,
Have April to pay.

E.H. Coe 1972