Madness of March

A crazy month it is

March cannot make up its mind;
A warm day, then one cold-
Daylight savings coming back,
No one cares, it's too old.
Everyone is looking for
Summer, bypassing this crazy
Season;

Or getting through basketball,
Forgetting all reason.

Maybe luck will be with you,
A bit of green you will see;
Remember, if you do,
Charitable you will be.
Honoring the Madness of March.


Acrostic Poem - Line Count 14
entered into the Bard's Hall Contest for March 1, 2025