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March brings breezes loud and shrill
Stirs the dancing daffodil.
Spring will arrive this month though there is snow on the ground
and more expected as I type.
In the field leading to the wooded path
I can see footsteps in the snow
and just beyond a neighbor walks a new puppy.
It will melt straight away though....
We will have dancing daffodils ~
if not this month then next.
and then there will be jars of cheery yellow on the kitchen table
in the morning sunshine.
Spring is full of hope and that is my favourite part.
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