The Bloom of March
The winter frost begins to fade, As spring steps forth in sun arrayed. The snowdrops bloom to mark the day, Chasing the colder winds away. It's early March, the air is sweet, A time when light and shadows meet. I wish you joy in all you do, A happy birthday, friend, to you. May this year bring a gentle start, With warmth enough to fill your heart. Like buds that open to the sky, May your best dreams go soaring high.
