I am so happy March is here. I found this poem and it rang so true for me and my feelings for the past month.
When Skies are Low and Days are Dark
When skies are low
and days are dark,
and frost bites
like a hungry shark,
when mufflers muffle
ears and nose,
and puffy sparrows
huddle close –
how nice to know
that February
is something purely
temporary.
N.M Bodecker
So now a new month begins, Lent and the change in liturgical seasons begins soon, a New Moon cycle is about to be here, and spring is just over the horizon. Welcome, welcome March! Happy to have you here!
Thanks for the poem!
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