In the war of words
The weapons of choice
A dictionary--a lexicon
In the poetic war
So many enter unarmed
But who is to say
The best words come
Not from the worldly
But from the many thoughts
of the mind that day
From a housewife, son and daughter
A lost loved one
And rage in thought
to try and sway ones mind
In the dedication to
a fool for in sorrow
For once again it will
be Happy April Fools day
Everyday or tomorrow