March Winds

Discover hope and renewal through the uplifting verses of March Winds.

March winds herald April's coming bloom.

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Updated December 21, 2024, by Catherine Pulsifer


The poem March Winds by Mrs. M. J. E. Crawford paints a beautiful picture of hope and renewal. It reminds us that even in the quiet and seemingly lifeless moments of late winter, the winds of March bring a gentle promise of what’s to come. With their mysterious fragrance and soft melodies, these winds teach us to embrace the present and trust in the changes ahead.

Through its heartfelt words, this poem encourages us to find beauty in every season and to look forward to the brighter, more colorful days that are on the horizon.



March Winds

Poet: Mrs. M. J. E. Crawford

The balmy scent of spring is on the breeze;
'Tis not the scent of flowers, they bloom not yet;
'Tis not the early blossoming of trees,
Their tiny leaf-buds are not more than set;
I know not whence the breathing fragrance flows,

Which comes upon the first warm breath of spring,
Long ere the violet or early rose
Unfold their sweets to woo the zephyr's wing;
Mayhap it cometh from the dark-brown earth
Where sleeps the loveliness of summer hours,

And the young winds have in their early mirth
Stirred up the odors of the perished flowers.
I know not, and it matters not to know,
The secret of the March wind's balmy breath;
I love it better that its murmurs low

Are waked in scenes which wear the hue of death -
The mourning hue which chilly autumn gave -
It sounds like music breathed above the tomb,
Whose soft notes tell of hope beyond the grave,
As March winds herald April's coming bloom.



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