March On!
The wind howled through the night. Snow flurries swirl in the air this morning, lit up by occasional bursts of sunlight. The weather channels broadcast warnings of snow squalls, cold, and wild winds yet to come this day.
Let us bid welcome to the wild lion of March!
Dear wild one, I admire your energy and confidence. I salute your spirit and determination to give us your best shot! Fully decked out in my Nanook of the North equipment, I stand ready and happy to follow your call to shovels and snow blowers.
Let March roar into her place in the year. Let her blast and scream, swirl and kick.
Then, in her latter days as bluster wanes and brightness kindles her gentler, kinder spirit,
let March be a lamb and amble out on her 31st day, taking the pandemic with her.
March On to Victory!
©2021 April Hoeller
Well she certainly has come in as lioness this year. Nice post April.
ReplyDeleteMany thanks Leueen. A bit of whimsy and hope on a blustery day.
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