On April Day

Of a Blessed Moment

Beautiful sunny day in April

I was on the train to the city

Riders were in their best apparel

Fingers on their phones: they looked pretty. 

I called for someone to fix my car

So my days will not be in vain.

He is a man whose door is ajar;

He comes on demand, sunshine or rain.

He shares the traits of his native land

That he learned from the institution

Of a land with seas and pebbly strand

Pearl of the Orient, a new nation.

April has its refreshing shower

As the tender buds slowly come out

The owner was filled with the power

Of God's miracle without a doubt.