Marching Orders

March is a direct order from Nature.
An imperative for Eager Spring.
Go! Move forward…
But she pauses. Waits.
Won’t hoist her colors yet.
For Weary Winter also has
Her marching orders.
But she’s too indecisive to act.
So she pauses. Waits.
And covers everything
With a dull grey veil.
Which might promise more snow.
Or rain, or maybe nothing.
Just more dull greyness.

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