Monday, March 5, 2012


Cotton sheers sweep window's sill

basking in billowy waves

March is blowing kisses today

not knowing the soul she saves

Winter's blanket weeps farewell

to tear-drenched fertile earth

Birds now chirping from quieted tunes

awaiting the splendor's birth

Soon the sun will fill the days

as colored blooms explode

Whilst songs of season's symphony

encompass heart's abode

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