March, the month of the coming of Spring
Time is anew
New flowers blossom from buried seeds
Newborn animals see the world as beautiful for the first time
Rainfall brings new life to the once barren ground
Time is awoken
Sleepy bears yawn as they climb out of their hibernation chambers
Trees whose leaves were stripped by coats of snow,
Are nourished once more from the rain and the sun and the soil below
Time is slow
The days get longer,
Letting children play more
While loving parents watch and sip their mugs of coffee
March brings time for life
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Poetry
PoesíaJust a collection of poems..... they might be a little dark whoops lol
