Did March send wind heralds
To blow out a way
For the footsteps of April
And beautiful May?
Did March order daffodils
To uncap their heads
And fragrant sweet violets
To rise from their beds?
Did March tell the dandelions
And grass to push high?
Did March call for the birds
To wing north through the sky?
Did March do these things?
It would seem to be so,
For beauty is everywhere
Tingling to grow.