Monday, February 28, 2011

February 28, 2011

February was sure a long month for being so short. I welcome March. March brings with it the promise of spring. Soon the sights and sounds of a spring prairie will be in the air.

A March Wind

A March wind is at my back
There is a chill in the air
Dust blows across the track
The prairie is dry and bare

A March wind from the east
Stirs winter's dead debris
On winter's dust the wind will feast
Blowing fiercely through the trees

A March wind is tireless
Carrying a promise of spring to come
The prairie wind is timeless
And as sure as the setting sun

A March wind sings of spring
It howls through the night
Permeating every crack and seam
Dying with a whimper at daylight

Copyright March 12, 2008 by Terry Sutherland

1 comment:

  1. We are getting a touch of "Spring Fever", I think!
    Denise ;o)