Blustery March Tuesday
Selling angst by the pound;
Running from February
But still losing ground.
Bitter chill in the air,
Vicious and severe.
Thought it was spring?
Not yet, not round here.
Carrot Ginger Soup
Simmering toward its bowl;
Acoustic folk strumming,
Making things less cold.
Yeah, finally feeling April
Tuned to Dan and Kristin.
It's easy as humble pie;
You just got to listen.
Ghost of Abuelito,
Be Here Now,
Keep the river on your right:
But only if you know how.
She's got a one-way ticket;
She never quit dreamin'.
Same way hope fuels the
Ratio of angels to demons.
You can dance in a hurricane
But only in the eye.
That does make sense
But I doubt I'm gonna try.
I'm finally feeling April
Tuned to Kristin and Dan.
Perfect for MerleFest;
Now that's a plan!
