March Lights Poem by Michael Pruchnicki

March Lights



Spring is in the offing I hear
but today I woke up in the middle
of the night

Street lights are burning bright
on my block

Forecast of rain and snow
on the radio

And I haven't even started
to break my fast

Daily chores to be done
in nightly dark

This first Monday morning
in March

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