April Showers

It's the First of May, y'all. To some, that will mean something. I'm one of those some (yes... I'm special... the short bus broke down tho). This morning, the prophecies of 5/1 came true in spades. And I am forever grateful for that. Promises have been fulfilled in ways I can't begin to elaborate on. But here's a little dittie that might help explain it. It was written a LONG time ago by a white guy that dressed up like a black man. He wrote some incredible songs and this is one of them:

Life is not a highway strewn with flowers,
Still it holds a goodly share of bliss,
When the sun gives way to April showers,
Here is the point you should never miss.

Though April showers may come your way,
They bring the flowers that bloom in May.
So if it's raining, have no regrets,
Because it isn't raining rain, you know, (It's raining violets,)
And where you see clouds upon the hills,
You soon will see crowds of daffodils,
So keep on looking for a blue bird, And list'ning for his song,
Whenever April showers come along.

And where you see clouds upon the hills,
You soon will see crowds of daffodils,
So keep on looking for a blue bird, And list'ning for his song,
Whenever April showers come along.

Peace, Love, Unity and Respect to All.

Love,
Jenna