The month of March,
Heralds the start of Spring.
When daffodils appear in the waving grass,
And the birds begin to sing.
The morning sun lifts a curtain,
On Winters icy grip.
Our days begin to lengthen,
And our hearts begin to skip.
The hedges and trees are changing,
All bursting in to leaf.
Preparing for the warmer months,
When time is always brief.
And the air is fresh and new,
All filled with the sweet perfume,
Of the flowers that in Springtime,
Choose to open up and bloom.
This is the rebirth of the land,
Just as it a always has been so,
And may Nature forever continue in Spring,
To start the living things to grow.
Take care...J. x