April Showers

Do not weep for too long, 
darling. 
What was lost 
will once again 
be found, 
but it will not be conjured 
by the torrent of your tears. 
Do not hide yourself away, 
folded small by sorrow. 
Let the sun coax you 
back to life, 
green leaves 
from black dirt. 
You will flower 
once again.