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My poems have never rhymed. Even when I first started writing poetry during my depressed teenage angst years. I wrote this poem in my early 20’s. Near the end of my first torrid love affair after catching my love cheating on me. What better day to share it.
I thought when somebody told me he loved me I'd feel like the Fourth of July. So why was it only April the First When I finally heard it from you? © 2016 Jan L. Mayes
April Fool is included in my one and only poetry ebook. Every now and then, I add new poems in a free update to Gossamer: A Poetry Collection (2016).