MARCH

MARCH

Oh, the gusty winds at March time,
Lifting dust from all the roadways;
Flitting birds are seeking shelter
In among the leafless hedgerows.
Soaring upwards nearer heaven,
Hear the fife-song of the sky-lark,
Drowning all the wind’s loud whistling.

Margaret Henry Age 12
Tullygrawley School

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