An afternoon with Hokusai

Always Marry An April Girl

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.

 OGDEN NASH (1902 – 1971)