Spring Cleaning
March bustles in on windy feet
And sweeps my doorstep and my street.
She washes and cleans with pounding rains,
Scrubbing the earth of winter stains.
She shakes the grime from carpet green
Till naught but fresh new blades are seen.
Then, house in order, all neat as a pin,
She ushers gentle springtime in.
– Susan Reiner
(Graphic courtesy of Graphic Garden).
Stray Thoughts 
What a SWEEEEEET poem! Love it!
I’m so looking forward to spring!
I love that poem. Happy Spring, and Happy Easter, Barbara.
What a sweet little poem, since I’m a March baby, I like it!!
That’s a lovely poem! There’s no spring here but the flowers bloom throughout the year in M’sia. 😀