March Winds Poem by john o'connell

March Winds



march winds
scurrying across the bending tree tops
and
high in the watery heavens
give mankind a nudge
in the ribs.

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Sandra Fowler 07 June 2010

Charming. Sometimes I feel nostalgic when I remember March winds.

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