March Into April Blue

The winds of March missed their cue when the days slipped in with April's rains for a week or two, they held back leaving heavy dew as graying skies flooded city and plains. Now as April saunters in teasing tax time as COVID collects its revenue March is awakening the restless wild wind marking time at home, just me and my little dog Blue. Sheltering alone and quiet in place stop the political back and forth, be strong give the heroes of the day a break and prayer for grace worry later who was right or who was wrong.