The Magic of March
So, March will be here one short week from now,
and I, for one, am counting the few days,
for she will lead us into springtime's phase
where soon we'll see that winter will avow
to end its hold just one day at a time,
so snow-filled days won't last for very long.
While tree buds stir, await the new spring song,
each day rewards with warmer temps that climb.
Soon after though, she shall become a queen,
when vernal equinox will crown her 'Spring',
and claim her day, March twentieth, then swing
to work full force and spread her lovely green.
Day one of fall to spring...six months in all,
with winter in between as the midpoint;
but only March provides the promised joint
that links up to the magic of spring's call.
Although, sometimes, a lioness in part,
with gusty winds, or even blizzard snow...
since winter's not too happy to let go...
she'll leave, meek as a lamb, for April's start.
Sandra M. Haight
~7th Place~
Premiere Contest: Enclosed Rhyme
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Judged: 03/02/2019
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2019
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