March brings a gift of promise; the landscape begins to awaken, bringing a feeling of renewal. The past year has been dark and bleak, and if nothiing else, as spring unfolds, we can find comfort and peace in the beauty that surrounds us.
March's Promise A tie-dyed pink and blue sky Spilling, melting, across the dome high. The wind, taunting the clouds and the trees, With a showy display of a spiraling breeze. Birds in fervent song, sing praises to the dawn, Buds on boughs and branches form. Spring flowers shyly emerge from their rest, Showing off their bonnets, with style and finesse. A renewal of life, a promise of hope, With dark days behind us, a gift to cope.
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