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Poetry Writing Month
Late April Snow — a poem of resilience
A La’Tuin
Apr 22, 2025
I woke up again to snow today.
Hey, April, I’d like a few words.
Where is the rain you promised to send?
Where is the sun? The world’s turned grey.
Winter refuses to go away,
Although Spring has already stirred,
And all this cold and snow should soon end.
I guess it will not end today.
Although it feels like all will betray,
I will fight my voice to be heard:
I’ll be myself; if you’d be my friend,
Then stand beside me come what may.
Esther learned to read when she was four years old, and began writing shortly thereafter. She is a Canadian queer Christian poet, crafting with words to create art and music.
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