March is for shaking off the winter,
for being witness to spring peeping through the fallen leaves of Autumn,
for singing in the rain,
for cleaning up after the storm,
for greeting the brand new day,
for soaking up the rays of the approaching sun,
for playing in the breeze.
March is for celebrating,
love,
friendship,
opening the door.
March is for holding the hand of my love,
brushing off the coldness of indifference
and finding the seed of faith and hope
in a world of greed and broken promises.
March is for learning to see,
to finally hear and feel.
Seeing that everything passes and is made new again.
Hearing life return to a barren landscape.
Feeling that we are part of everything.
March is for looking around,
just look around, the sky is blue.
Everything is being made new.
It's beautiful.
March is for growing.
knowing.
trusting.
skipping.
forgiving.
March is for making mud pies,
picking daffodils,
warmer days and cold nights,
snuggling tight,
jumping in puddles.
March, I love you.
You are so Awesome.
