A few years back, I couldn't find anything (for a Poetry Friday) that expressed my relief at saying farewell to the longestshortest month of the year. So, I wrote my relief in haiku form:
Like a guest who stayed too long.
Shut the door, and sigh.
Dear March -- hey, there! Happy to see you arrive!
You can stay for 31 days and I promise not to get exasperated with you.
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