Welcome to the March 2016 Poem of the Month!
I’ll keep my introduction, like this month’s selection, short:
Welcome, Spring.
I hope you are all doing well,
Stewart
Michael Ryan
(1946 – )
Spring (Again)
The birds were louder this morning,
raucous, oblivious, tweeting their teensy bird-brains out.
It scared me, until I remembered it’s Spring.
How do they know it? A stupid question.
Thank you, birdies. I had forgotten how promise feels.
