Everything about March—
Lions and lambs-- is true
Sweaters, shorts, sun, rain, sleet
But bulbs bloom
Through snow, mud on both.
Daffodils, bold, and crocus
Seeming delicate, but not.
Like the rainbow, God’s promise
Of good things to come.
Impossible to plan the days,
Changeable every hour.
For me, March is also a counter
Of married life, of husband’s age—
Vivat both.Everything about March—
Lions and lambs-- is true
Sweaters, shorts, sun, rain, sleet
But bulbs bloom
Through snow, mud on both.
Daffodils, bold, and crocus
Seeming delicate, but not.
Like the rainbow, God’s promise
Of good things to come.
Impossible to plan the days,
Changeable every hour.
For me, March is also a counter
Of married life, of husband’s age—
Vivat both.
