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After All, It's March

Fluffy white clouds tinged with gray While chirping birds begin to sigh, Warn of a storm coming our way Devouring patches of bright blue sky, I can't change the weather, but I try. The morning was sunny and light Birds were singing and all was well, I'm at my best when the day is bright Looks like the afternoon won't be swell But, after all, it's March, who can tell? Written March 23, 2022

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Bill Baker

Date: 3/24/2022 4:30:00 PM

But, after all, it's March, who can tell? And in Texas it's 10 times more unpredictable. It drives me crazy sometimes. Enjoyed the poem, Milt. Bill

L Milton Hankins
Date: 3/24/2022 6:32:00 PM

Thanks, Bill. I 'spect you all have weather like I remember St. Louis having. If the weather is foul, wait ten minutes and it'll be better.

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 3/24/2022 3:00:00 AM

This is how we feel about March also "But, after all, it's March, who can tell?"

L Milton Hankins
Date: 3/24/2022 10:31:00 AM

March is like some people I know...totally unpredictable. But, I love the idea that spring is almost here!

Tom Cunningham

Date: 3/23/2022 11:58:00 AM

It's that time of year where the weather is not sure which way to go. Hopefully forward into spring. Tom

L Milton Hankins
Date: 3/23/2022 12:24:00 PM

I'm sure for that, Tom. Thanks!

Jeff Kyser

Date: 3/23/2022 11:46:00 AM

Fierce winds here, nearly 20 mph, blowing over the garbage cans, lawn chairs. No tornadoes your way, I hope!

L Milton Hankins
Date: 3/23/2022 11:48:00 AM

We're having short bursts of wind. Cumulus clouds moving swiftly overhead with patches of blue sky. It's a warm day, beautiful. Sure hope you don't get a tornado, but it feels like that kind of energy.