The calendar may say March, but as I look out my window, all I can see is that:
It's snowing.
Again.
It's been a LONG few months.
Focus on the beauty where you can.
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| Caramoor Rosen House, 2/25/2015 |
In Like A Lion, Out Like A Lamb
by Lorie Hill
March roars in like a lion
So fierce,
The wind so cold,
It seems to pierce.
The month rolls on
And Spring draws near,
And March goes out
Like a lamb so dear.
So fierce,
The wind so cold,
It seems to pierce.
The month rolls on
And Spring draws near,
And March goes out
Like a lamb so dear.
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