In Like A Lion...

Thank goodness we are on our way out. I have had enough of winter and I am ready for the gentle chill of spring. With the songs of birds and the blooms of flowers and children playing outside for hours. Hey I'm a poet and I didn't know it. But my feet show it. They're longfellows. But seriously, today's poem is short, sweet and to the point. I'm sure you have seen it before.

In Like a Lion, Out Like a Lamb

March roars in like a lion so fierce,

the wind so cold, it seems to pierce.

The month rolls on and Spring draws near,

and March goes out like a lamb so dear.

-Lorie Hill