DEAR MARCH,
(Depart!)...
Dear March - You're late -
Late to depart (for now) -
How I hoped you'd never -
Put down your sorcerer's Hat -
A clever disguise to beguile us...
You straddle in year after year -
Breathing in our desire for
reprieve -
Yet, dear March, don't you see
How weary and numb we've become?
March, please... Come sit beside
me for a while -
I have so much to request -
You bring up the stairway to
Spring-
I do hear the birds (now), but
there's snow
on their wing-
Fall's maples once demurred at
the very
thought of you-
I remember how they shuddered and
how
Red their Faces grew -
But March, no empty promises, please
-
When you both come in (and depart)
like a Lion-
It's only to tease-
And all those colors still to bloom
-
Don't mar their entrance-
Don't transmit gloom-
Before long, who knocks? Oh April
!!
Lay the doormat! Light the lamp!
Your shadow warms the heart-
A Year before you call again
Is nothing when I am expectant -
All trifles look so trivial
As soon as you draw closer...
My censure of March is just as sacred
As Praise for you, April-
Yet disappoint us (you sometimes
do).
Oh well, May's a most
lovely hue!
L.P.-G.
