Welcome March

There you are, March
Full, healthy and wholesome,
Familiar,
Like the man who is meant for you,
Robust, raw and authentic
He gets shit done,
Yet, he’s kind and passionate.
March could be a farmer,
Tilling and planting
Dirt on his rosy cheeks
Dust in his dishevelled hair.
He is comforting
But makes you want to get out and play
February, my tears and cocooning,
I leave with you.
March, I’m ready for you to have your way with me.