March Rain

Change has come

With the end of winter harsh.

Hope is in the air

I feel it in this gentle breeze.


While the rain falls

I remember bitter tears

A shattered plate

Mirrors what I’ve tried to hide.


I am broken

With unfamiliar anguish,

A perplexed puzzle

With so many missing pieces.


The rain falls still

Gently coaxing spring’s arrival

Promising a time

Of gradual healing and renewed strength.


With my window open

I let my sorrows fly

Let them fall and fade,

Change will be good.

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