ADIEU TO MARCH 2019

The last days of winter were not over
With roaring wind and snowfall cover

The blast was loud and very shrill
We braced ourselves for the chill

When sweet syrup ran from the bark
Maple sugar gatherings were a lark

Then Mardi Gras' Fat Friday glee
Warmed our hearts and set us free

St. Patrick'  jolly revelers passed by
With pompous parade and green pride

International Woman's Day made haste
Le's not forget who made it in the race

Daylight savings time gained an hour
Yet swoosh went by and made us sour

The Equinox announced Spring official 
The land awakened with lush green thistle 

The sun was brilliant in the pristine sky
It was so welcome, so lovely, made me cry

March madness alas ended this weekend 
April entered politely, our dear, dear friend. 

ADIEU TO FEBRUARY 2019 By Polly Guerin

The Queen of February by Tiri Petr 

Fickle February entered on a whim
Couldn't make up its mind to begin

Spring-like weather, then a blast
Chilling bitter biting wind at last

Winter's sudden freak snowstorm
Then sunshine skies was the norm

February teased us along the way
Another surprise, a spring-like day

Valentine's arrived an warmed up hearts
Chocolate, bubbly and kisses just to start

Everyone in the pink of lively good cheer
With hide-n-seek weird weather ever near

Alas, February ended with gingersnap pace
Only twenty-eight precious days in the race

Pushed us forward into the arms of spring
Yearning for winds of change and bling

But Short-changed days chilled to the bone
Sent us dreaming now for a cozy nap at home

February's double face persona fell from grace
And a bit of March magic marched into place.