Tuesday, March 20, 2018

March Music

Where seasons strum the countryside
We gladden at time’s turn of tide
When twilight waits an hour more
Before it executes its chore
Of dimming awnings overhead
And tucking drowsy day to bed
After we tread the dusky lane
Heady with spring daydreams again
Where buds wait to break woodland spells
And toll earth's soul with nature’s bells
While we wander its burnished sheen
Poised on the brink of pink and green
Of unbarred brooks and violet nooks
As March unveils sweet second looks
And graces places long denied
As springtime strums the countryside

© Janet Martin

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