Love Poem: Does March Ever Quit
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Written by: Andrew Crisci

Does March Ever Quit

Does March ever quit
to be the wildest month?
Isn't its fury a serious threat
to the crows who munch
on anything, they can find?

We bundle up not to catch a cold,
saving a trip to the doctor's office is so smart;
Grandma always said, " To keep warm:
wear your woolen scarf, gloves, and hat!"
I listened to her warning as a good kid should;
can granny's advice misinform?

It's time for the shovels to come out
of the storage room, I'm the first
to grab one; every morning I shoveled snow 
that was two feet while the frightened neighbors
watched me from inside their frosted windows;
I screamed at them saying," Come out
and join me, more snow is to come! "
But no, they stayed inside enjoying my show!

Do winds blow harder on freezing days in January...
scattering the flocculent snow anywhere they can?
Which one is the fiercest month: February?
They all are winter's bad omen to spread doom,
making us dream about the flowers in bloom;
isn't this harsh punishment more than a ban? 

Does March ever quit
it's a dramatic play of self-rage and insanity;
who would challenge it
and halt at once the spiteful winds of frenzy?


  

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