A new month has begun.
A time to enjoy the season,
As winter fades in cool shadows,
With the dawn of a new Sun.
Yet another month of work,
Yet another month of fun,
A great new month to love nature,
To flourish in a March of a bright Sun.
This is a March of expectations,
When new inspiring projects begin.
We march with hope in our hearts,
With confidence in our steps, as we sing.
The month of March has begun,
A quarter of the year is almost done.
The year is still fresh, promising and young,
Like wild flowers, that babbling brooks have sprung.
Inspiration for this poem:
βIt was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.β
β Charles Dickens, Great Expectations