SNOW
IN MARCH
It’s
snowing in March,
This isn't funny.
Lambs
need to spring,
Where’s
the Easter bunny?
The
once festive glitter
Has
lost its appeal.
It’s
snowing in March,
This wasn't the deal.
We've blooms awaiting,
The
bursting forth of life.
Birds,
their ardour awakening,
Snow
in March, what strife!!
Please
hurry and leave,
We've a year to start.
This
dismal, dark winter,
Stop
dragging your feet and depart.
It’s
snowing in March,
Whilst
playing its frosty tune.
How
I yearn for summer,
And
the fragrant haze of June.
Phil
Hall March 2013
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