The winds of March are barely past
And April comes in fast,
Birds , bees, flowers , sneeze!
Nice weather doesn’t last.
The days of youth are almost past,
Old age is coming fast.
Aches, pains, weight gain,
Enjoy life while it lasts!

The winds of March are barely past
And April comes in fast,
Birds , bees, flowers , sneeze!
Nice weather doesn’t last.
The days of youth are almost past,
Old age is coming fast.
Aches, pains, weight gain,
Enjoy life while it lasts!
I’ve always wondered, can February March. My brother says, No, but April May. 😁
❤️&🙏, c.a.
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