March Madness
March days in Ohio
sometimes a lion, sometimes a lamb
They often trade places, whenever they can.
Today: Hi 50's-open blue sky with napping winds.
the Sun makes all the difference.
Sweatshirt, jeans, shades dress the day. I sit in a
splendid, sunny, but humbling, silence knowing all
Earth is alive. Given her weathered wisdom, she
slowly begins to don her fresh Spring wardrobe. In this
realm there is no discrimination--all colors embraced,
one for all, all for one. All creatures in place with babes in tow-
links in a perfectly balanced, unbridled chain of harmonic grace.
Forecasters folly their lofty predictions, keeping them close to the vest,
while Rooten-Tooten rodents use shadow play tactics in their furry jest,
attempting to upstage and win the prized, fake meteorological test.
So Ditch your Dopplers, models and such, for we all know--
"Mother knows best"!
(the actual date was 3-23-2023.)
Copyright © Dave Collins | Year Posted 2023
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