When March Comes In Like a Lamb

Warm winds swirled past me on my way
    home from work this fateful day

  Light breezes now, they laugh and play
    ~ icy gusts ahead come early May
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Kingston Avatar
March 24, 2023 at 8:47 PM
After your last line... "Tell them, tell them to go away!"
Andresen Avatar
March 2, 2023 at 2:29 AM
- March is the start of spring ... lambs have already been born ... lovely, Gershon :) - hugs
Wolf Avatar
March 2, 2023 at 7:29 PM
March 01's lamb has already turned into a snow lion... Oh, well. March is long. ~ Ars longa, vita brevis
Faulkner Avatar
March 1, 2023 at 8:16 PM
Sounds like your March is off to a sunny start, hope you have more of them-
Wolf Avatar
March 2, 2023 at 7:27 PM
March 01, wonderful. March 02 onward - dubious, at best... Oh, well. Hope all is well, Michelle...
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