March Summer. Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

March can be cool, we all know,
Sometimes with rain, or a bit of snow.
But today, a surprise so bright,
The sun shone down with golden light.

Eighty-four degrees, hot and high,
Almost like summer in the sky.
But a breeze, soft and sweet,
Came from the southeast, cooling our feet.

A gentle whisper, a welcome sigh,
Making the heat not quite so high.
On days like these, it's easy to see,
Life is good, when wild and free.