March Comes in With a Roaring Pride

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Like A Lion

March comes in with a roaring pride.

A feline force no one can hide.

A lightening show lights up the night;

As we try to sleep, we hold on tight,

No matter where we lay our head,

The thunder shakes our slumber bed.

Oh, my, whatever does this mean?

With an entrance like the Lion King.

Can the old sayings told be true?

Or are they teasing me and you?

Be it not a lamb or beast,

Predict the spring to say the least.

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WannaB Writer 4 years ago from Templeton, CA

We actually had a lovely day today, but cold. It was yesterday it rained. I enjoyed your poem.


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Diana Lee 4 years ago from Potter County, Pa. Author

Thank you. Whenever, I'm having trouble thinking of something to write about, I tend to rant about the weather. Poetry serves the subject well.


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Movie Master 4 years ago from United Kingdom

Fabulous poem Diana, March arrived here with very mild weather, today we have much needed rain.

Best wishes


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Diana Lee 4 years ago from Potter County, Pa. Author

Thank you, Movie Master. There's no need to say more about how March arrived here.

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