Eight-line Poems

April Fool

April Fool

I wish I may, I wish I might
have half the wit I had last night
when I had half of most things right,
but out of mind is out of sight
and in the morning’s brighter light,
these things are gone without a fight,
so March is mad as any kite
and April anything but bright.


Line count: 8
Rhymed aaaaaaaa
For Express It In Eight, 04.01.23
Prompt: Write a foolish poem.