March arrives on whispered breeze,
Soft with promise, light with ease.
Golden sun and silver rain
Wake the earth to bloom again.
Petals dance in dawn’s embrace,
Dewdrops shine with quiet grace.
Emerald fields stretch far and wide,
Brimming full of life inside.
Rivers hum a flowing tune,
Swelling bright beneath the moon.
Birdsong weaves through budding trees,
Carried high on playful seas.
Blossoms burst, the orchards swell,
Perfumed air with tales to tell.
March, the artist, strokes the land,
Painting beauty, wild and grand.
So let us walk with open hands,
Gather gifts from earth’s expanse.
For spring has come, the world is wide,
Abundance flows on every side.
Written and Created by Catherine for the first day of March 2025
