March

Emily Dickinson

Dear March, come in!

How glad I am!

I looked for you before.

Put down your hat-

You must have walked-

How out of breath you are!

Dear March, how are you?

And the rest?

Did you leave Nature well?

Oh, March,

Come right upstairs with me,

I have so much to tell.

Quote:
I'm not a very good writer, but an excellent rewriter. --James Michener

Blessings