March Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

They call the father of Rains and earthquakes... If someone does not know it good, then He or she is ignorant... We need to know it better or We must be back to school To one's first grade once again... Although it is pretty and sweet, but It witnesses a lot of rainfalls Anywhere and everywhere... Spring takes its tour amid it Just to turn everything lovely In it anytime... All kinds of flowers and roses Are clearly seen among other plants... Butterflies, birds, swallows, sparrows, Frogs, and all kinds of creatures are Over there just to be there... It is the month of March where everything Becomes lovely, lively, and wonderful... ______________________________________________________________________