Internal Rhyme-March's Enduring Dreariness

March's enduring dreariness looms when no pigeon coos; at April's doorstep, it still blows away an umbrella or hat... letting the impatient spring know that he refuses to go! There were certain days so mild and cheerful almost wild, but none of them lasted as inescapable moments contested! Close to midnight, tears falling on this soft pillow reflect moonlight; and sighs turn into sobs...remembering delicate daffodils' buds that were as feeble as those dreams I had dreamed as little! And still March's enduring dreariness is far from pleasantness; it won't grant my wish...while outside many voices rant, but shut out from everything, I can't feel or hear anything! Go to another place, dreary March...vanish in the haze!