Dear March

Dear March . . .

I know you never waiting me and thinking about me

But I’m here to waiting you

You’re a great man and everybody knows

But did you realize that you have changed?

Dear March . . .

How come you never send me bouquet of flowers?

It’s whole lot better than disturbing my slumber

Last night in my sleep

I dream of you, you make conversation with me

We talk too much about you and me

Dear March . . .

I’ve been here all night

I’m get ready to sleep and dream of you

But you’re not here then I’m sad

Dear March

You need to know, I always waiting you in my dream

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