See the flowers blooming in the colourful wild,
Moving around everywhere like a spoiled child.
Hear the breeze blowing softly like a whisper,
Through the trees and leafy rustling leaves.
The human heart is filled with spring,
Every magic that March does bring.
The human soul is nourished too,
Like a beating heart within me and you.
The arrival of March is a special time,
A time for nature and beauty in rhyme.
The heralding of Spring is music to our ears,
Gone are the days of winter and warm tears.
The hearts of the poet and the artist too,
Are filled with thoughts of love and passion too.
Open your heart this month of March and sing,
About the beauty of nature and magic in everything.