Tank tops and shorts on the first warm day of April, sprawled on the dorm lawn in adolescent abandon, air smelling of baby oil, iodine, and sweet spring sweat. The Eiffel Tower on the first warm day of April, arm locked with arm among the winds of Paris, air smelling of wine, tulips and a lover's sweet caress. Boy child and ball on the first warm day of April, laughter on a learning curve stumbling in wet grass, air smelling of new mud, wet pine, sweet sun after rain. Contemplating the dappled shade on the first warm day of April, glider swing creaking its soft lullaby, air smelling of lavender, memories, and sweet seasoned dreams.
April memories in a life — lovely!
That is just exquisite. Published?