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Mar 14
Each morning grows a little longer,
with the courage of sleepy animals
waking up from their rest,
as March begins to
rouse nature awake
and everything once dormant
is now about to bloom.

The Snowdrops bow in peaceful prayer
like tiny prophets dressed in white,
offering a blessed hope
of a brighter tomorrow.
We begin to trust in growth,
and in the sure promise
of new buds unfurling
into cheerful green leaves.

Even the rain falls differently,
like a pattering rhythm,
unlike the sodden grey downpour
of a cold day in mourning.
The Sun begins to smile upon puddles
and changes them into
mirrors revealing
the cloudy bluing sky.

The air softens,
and the chill no longer bites
instead, it carries a fresh
breeze of new life
and so many possibilities.
March will bring something
so very beautiful,
and I cannot wait
to feel alive again.

©️Lizzie Bevis
Optimistically, I am happy to greet this new month with positive thoughts.
The only thing that makes me grumpy about March is the daylight saving when the clocks go forward and we loose an hour in bed on British Mothering Sunday of all days, but I think that I still deserve an extra hour in bed.

Bring on the Spring!! πŸ™‚
Lizzie Bevis
Written by
Lizzie Bevis  F/England
(F/England)   
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