Posted in March 2019, Nonet

Marching

Basking in the warmth of her sunshine

I walked awhile with March

Dreaming of hot summer days

Until she led me through a glen

Where winds blew cold

Thru shaded trees

Where Winter

Hid Spring’s

Smile

Nonet

It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade. —Charles Dickens

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