Poetry
The Last Day of March Wind
Winter says goodbye as Spring takes center stage.
The last day of March wind powers
Bringing with it warm showers
Winter’s grip is loosening its hold
As springtime’s promise must unfold
Nature awakens from her slumber
Budding trees and blooming flowers
The air is fragrant with a floral scent
As the last day of March wind is spent
The world is reborn, refreshed abound
’Cause April’s soon to show her glory
The sound of birds chirps a symphony
Oh, how the last day of March wind calms me
The warmth returns, days grow long
A season inspires a unique story
We shed our coats, we sing a song
Thanks to the last day of March wind, strong
The wind whispers the promise of bloom
So let the wind blow, let it be heard
After rainstorms, the air’s so clean
The last day of March wind becomes but a dream
And the dream is realized under blue skies
For we welcome the renewal it has conferred
Life is replenished and restored
Revealing the last day of March wind’s reward.
Fam, I’m curious. What do you love about this time of the year?
Please leave your thoughts in the comments.
