Something About March

March has arrived. A mild winter will soon draw to it’s astronomical close. How many winters have I seen come to an end? I’d rather not reflect on those specifics. Indeed, I don’t want to be reminded of that exact number at all. Some winters passed with a feeling of relief along with the anticipation of spring. Some winters passed with melancholy  because that particular winter was gone and would never return. In those instances, winter was a reminder of the loss of another year and that time keeps moving and moving.

Winter came before me. Winter will come after me. The end of winter reminds me everything will one day pass and be lost. Returning to the  cold, icy oblivion it came from.

There’s something about March that doesn’t lend itself to upbeat thoughts!

copyright 2017 Christopher Donahue

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