I mused over how we had met on April Fool’s Day years ago. I closed my journal recording each memory with my hot blooded lover. Last year on April 1st, I was whisked away on the back of a donkey to an al fresco lunch in a field of flowers.
“Are we fools in love?” My lover grinned at me with flowers obviously behind his back.
“Yes lucky in love I believe ” I leaned over and kissed him trying to peek to see behind him.
As he brought his hands forward with a huge bouquet of daffodils and calla lillies, I noticed that a string was tied to his pinky.
“You need to remember something?”
“Indeed I do! For attached to this string are the answers to life that I am seeking.”
“Ha” I said “I really am an April Fool if I believe that a string holds the answers to life.”
He smiled “can I give you this string and at least some of the answers then?” he smiled that winning smile that made me weak kneed.
“Yes I will play along.”
He placed the string on my ring finger while gazing in my blue orbs “Marry Me next April 1st.”
“Yes” I said knowing it was just a joke for he had told me he never wished to marry. And anyway what fool would give a girl a string engagement ring?
next april 1 fools day, I placed a band of string on my April Fool’s left hand under an arch of dafffodils and calla lillies. The bray of donkeys could be heard in the backround.
“A fool in April is lucky in love” or so the pastor said.
This entry marks the beginning of a month of writing madness in April. Follow along with the many writers who will ply their craft daily during April A to Z. Thanks to those who are hosting this event
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