Like a fickle lover, March weather <br />Seduces us with it's soft days <br />Of warmth. Our lives are given <br />New meaning and wonder by it's <br />Light and the pheremones of <br />Cherry blossoms, daffodils and <br />Crocusses. <br /> <br />Then, the next day, the unfaithful <br />Blows through our lives with <br />Harsh cold winds of betrayal- <br />Deception rides the wind. <br /> <br />We can only wonder-we <br />Shudder to think of his capricious <br />Sister-April Showers<br /><br />Ray Andrews<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-fickle-lover-march/
