March Serenade





March Day Serenade


The frosty days are put to rest

As winter turns to spring

We cast an eye up to the sky

To what this month will bring.


A day when dark clouds gently brew

With not one leaf a stirring

When thunder peals as lightening cracks

A raging storm, enduring.


As shifting winds blow here and there

Without a rhyme or reason

When Ides of March come out to play

A turbulent sort of season.


We've waited long for nature's song

For freshness in the air

For rainy days and purple haze

For breezes sweet and fair.


A time of kites and windy days

A time when dreams are made

A time when God blows forth a kiss

A March day serenade.


Author/Written By:

 Marilyn Ferguson







Photo obtained at




Music: "El-Shaddai








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