“The Sun, The Moon, and The Stars,
Are All There To Guide Us.”
Dennis Banks
It is not yet even dawn
I feel a kiss on my cheek
I realize it’s not my spouse
Good old Trucker has to pee
Soon, I am outside with my dogs
Staring up at the magical full moon
Eventually, our returning robins sing
Their spring ode is quite a lovely tune
This is when I recall the numerous names
March’s Full Moon, has had through history
I have always liked the Native American ones
They have always made the most sense to me
The robins have reminded me of the ‘Worm Moon’
It is now the time of year that the worms come out
My thoughts suddenly turn to my backyard garden
I have always enjoyed preparing it, without a doubt
Before very long, two large crows now caw out
Some tribes also called this the ‘Full Crow Moon’
Crows are intelligent birds; they know that it’s spring
And now, my dogs are captivated by their joyous tune
And soon, my spouse calls out to me through the doorway
She says that she’s making us some pancakes for breakfast
She has now reminded me this moon is also called ‘Sap Moon’
In spring, many tribes knew tapping maple syrup now, is the best
Early American settlers also referred to this Full Moon, as ‘Lenten Moon’
As they began to carefully prepare, to celebrate the pending Easter holiday
My dogs and I listen to the robins and the crows, as we stare up at the moon
Then we head back inside for breakfast, and the start of a glorious spring day
©March 9, 2012, Mr. Ed
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