March Poem by Hanh Chau

It is the charming month of March when all the flowers lift their head up from the ground

Trees grow high and tall ferns sprout stretching, yawning, and awaking from their slumber

Pansies, daisies, violets, tulips, roses, and narcissus form a bright colorful parade on the grass

O, the lovely young March shall return now with their rich gifts and dazzling

Oh, Mother Nature is singing and celebrating its joy and happiness

Each heart is dancing with ecstatic in greeting the young March arrival

Its beauty is calling upon like a petal spreading into a beautiful red rose and abounding with the sweet scene

No one on earth can surpass her congeniality and charming. She has a beauty graced by God's love

Look! how beautiful the flowers with their soft petals and graceful pose displaying their enchanting in the radiant

The leaves are green, lush, changing, maturing, and drifting slowly on the ground, waiting to be shown its own beauty for mankind to view, but only few splendor would stay

Oh! the air is filling with the sweet aroma. Such smelling has a taste of sweet wine and a sense of joy capturing the capricious heart