MARCH BLUES
The firewood supply is dwindling;
Almost all that's left is kindling.
Woodstoves sputter, pale and sickly.
Spring had better come, and quickly!
- D.A.W.
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Ah Spring!
Rivers are rising
overflowing their banks
snow melt is adding to the rate
of people abandoning their abodes
and
water is moving into their clothes.
Somewhere under the water,
Spring flowers
gasp to bloom,
they sputter and spite
the mud from petals
wait for the sun to dry out the land
to once again claim the dry land.