april moon

she was polishing the chairs, when the doorbell rang, she smoothed down her hair, and answered to a little old man, he gave her his widest grin and said, would you mind if i came in and talked to you?, one april afternoon, two shadows walking in the sun, their final tune, two shadows waiting for the april moon, she showed him the kitchen, and he pulled up a chair, as he was about to begin, he noticed her hair, he thought to himself, how beautiful she looked, and said, would you mind if i took a picture of you?, april afternoon, two shadows walking in the sun, their final tune, two shadows waiting for the april moon