Sunday, March 1, 2009

Lion or Lamb

'Tis March.
I feel like I should be poetic about March.
It has come in rather neutrally, neither lion or lamb.
I woke and felt mildly optimistic it was not freezing cold
At the same time a rather uneventful unveiling of the day.
Sunlight without any particular flair.
Overcast without dread
A glass of tepid wine
Feeling neither young or old

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