March enters as a welcome lion
And lines of verse unfold.
The crocus blooms, and new grass decks
The lawn in luscious greens,
A thousand hues each springing step,
And all the birds are keen.
The birds contend for real estate.
I recognize a pair
Of jackdaws who nest in this tree;
They build here every year.
I’m not their totem; they’re not mine.
We are neighbors; that’s enough.
A blackbird asks me where’s the Fox
And Spring is here, and Love.

March Enters as a Welcome Lion is one of many poems by many poets being shared at the Poets’ Forum The Cage Unhitched