March dribbes - 5

March winds, they said, that blend with April showers to bring May flowers…
March crocuses with waving heads; they bled their purple petals on the ground while squirrels fed…
March winds its mystery round my mind,
Sunshine gone swift to rain, again,
To watch the blossoms cry their sad refrain.

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