Oh, March

Oh, March, You vagabond of trumpet gales Swirling city trash ‘round tipping cans Tugging At fully outstretched flags Ruffling Robin feathers Jousting with Jonquils Elevating A hungry hawk Howling At the heels of fleeing winter Lest it keep you From a date with spring

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Hilda Greenhough

Date: 3/1/2024 6:12:00 PM

Reading this poem excites me to think of so many upcoming events and the accompanying wind. I like this poem. I'll keep a jacket handy for some of the cold winds.

John Lawless
Date: 3/2/2024 11:38:00 AM

I always think of March as a two year old...ya never know what she's up to until its too late....

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 3/1/2024 12:20:00 PM

- Several sides of spring, John ... we are done with the hardest time of winter when March comes :) - hugs

John Lawless
Date: 3/2/2024 11:41:00 AM

Nice to hear from ou Anne-Lise.