last day of april

Today is the end of April, tomorrow May 1st, her favorite day of the year by far.  April is a fickle month especially this year it seemed to her, but Mayday - "May Flowers wrapped in paper cones to be secretly delivered to neighbors' front doors" is her beginning.  Knowing if she was caught, only smiles would scold her.  Her elm tree now in leaf beckoned her to climb to her hiding place - a green room with air to breathe and thoughts to be contemplated.  There she meditated and looked at a different world from higher up.  This is for Mama on Mayday.