For Poetry Friday, an original poem in honor of the weather (maybe honor isn’t the right word!):
March
In like a lion,
blustery and mean.
Covering with snow,
any hint of green.
Thank you to Stacey and Ruth at Two Writing Teachers for hosting this Slice of Life Challenge! The Poetry Friday Round up is at My Juicy Little Universe.
Reading to the Core 
So true – let’s hope for all of us – it’s the end of the winter “gift” of water to fuel spring’ arrival.
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“Patiently waiting for a sunny day” is adept description of many snow weary folks.
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I just love the word pussy willow. This is a sweet poem…maybe this weekend their wait will be over.
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I love this – just saw my green weeds emerging before the snow. Spring is almost here!!
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Your poem captures the mood of March perfectly! Hope spring arrives and thaws the green sooner rather than later. =)
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perfect, Catherine. I’m waiting (less patiently) for spring, too!
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Catherine,
Today the sun came out here and the snow melted. There’s something about the sun that revives my energy and gives me fresh perspective. When I got home this evening I noticed that the green tops of my daffodils are beginning to show as are a few beginnings of tulips. Like your picture above, I find it interesting when winter and spring collide. Thanks for sharing your poem. Let’s hope for greener days to come.
Cathy
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I am cheering for the pussy willow and chair in the sun! I love the pictures that you included.
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Spring is going to get a standing ovation when she gets here!
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Sending you some warm springlike sunshine from Maryland today–just when I though I couldn’t take any more winter!
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Thanks! It’s actually gorgeous here today!
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