No clouds dull the bleary flowers of March

Thou are more fragrant and more beautiful

The smell thou brings the scent of butterscotch

Fills the children’s need for play and giggle

It is about time for thee arrive

By the singing birds and dancing leaves

Winter has done enough of terrorize

For it is time of a fain disbelieve

The whispering winds signal a new day

While the sunlight has brought in a new springtime

In with the new, out with the old portrays today

As a time with few grapevines and good times

Spring brings in good vibes and restoration

All that is left is a graduation