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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Post-January, February's clear to shape into another winter month. More times than not, with snow days we adhere. Through days of February, we confront a winter wonderland, a gift to see, with hills and valleys swirled in white displays. Ice skating, skiing, sledding, wild and free; we celebrate our February phase. A chance to rest, relax indoors so warm; spend cozy times with family and friends. No matter what, soft snow or ice-filled storm, her wintry mix of white is autumn's cleanse. When February's done, we must re-stage; for next comes fickle March's middle stage. ======= For next comes fickle March's middle stage, a winter month, our third is now in line. And she can be a flighty one to gauge; brings climate that is wild or quite benign. 'In like a lamb, out like a lion' force, she teases us with spring then turns around and there again, another snow, of course. So March has her surprises to astound. But towards her end, we long to welcome spring, and March does seem to seal cold winters end. We pick up twigs and branches on upswing with warm and sunny days; on hopes depend. The month of March will own up to defeat when April comes on pussy-willow feet. ======= When April comes on pussy-willow feet, we gather images of springtime's sign, bouquets of varied thoughts of her new feat; emerging crocus, budding branch, and vine. Symbolic, too, the lily, pure and white; new chicks and bunnies, butterflies galore. The fading, icy sting of winter's night replaced by spring's warm day, long waited for. We contemplate each image and we know the thrill of surging hope that swells the soul. New life, from dormant seed, will rise and show how spring joy resurrects from winter's dole. To wake up dormant seedlings into bloom, March middleness gave way to April's tune. Sandra M. Haight ~1st Place~ Contest: March Middleness Sponsor: Dave Will Form: Three Sonnets Judged: 04/21/2017
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