Poetry of Kansas

The March Winds

The March winds are scurrying from the Southwest
To chase the old Winter away
And buckets and tubs, that are standing around
Jump quickly and shout "Hip Hooray!"
And zigzag away here and there, in the yard
And the shingles, if loose, start to fly,
And the waste-basket papers left outside the door
Make a bee-line, then shoot for the sky!
Mrs. Biddy, the hen, tries again and again
To visit her usual places
In her casual way, but the wind, on its way,
Commands, and she right about faces.
The cat curls up, near where the pup is asleep
Back under the porch, near the wall
For outside where things act so crazy today,
There's no chance to slumber at all.
The March winds are just one big boisterous show.
With lions and clowns in the ring
And when the show's over we turn to behold
The first blooming flowers of spring!

__Ed Blair


Random Rhymes
Ed Blair
(Spring Hill, Kansas: New Era Publishing Co. 1939)
Page 93

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