I can't remember back
That far
To Spring 'real nice'
In March...
Most of the time
March-days
unfold
As
dismal,
Damp,
and stark.
The southern climes
Are better set
To charm us
With their
blooms...
While we,
'Quite north',
Still wear
Our coats and curse
The nippy gloom !!
poem
by L.P.-G./2024
However,
there IS a bright light today: Happy Birthday, Dr. Kaitlyn !!
