March means much to me
month of endless possibility
the harbinger of all that can be
marching to the beat of my own heart
marching to the beautiful start
marching to spring & art
tulips - red, pink, yellow, blue
warmth after a winterstorm hue
riding over any ocean to you
marching forward, two to one
such light, hopefulness won
the moon, the stars, the sun
in March, when the stars realign
the finest of human - truly mine
so here is March...till the end of time
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