***This is my entry for CoffeeCommunity contest: Quote to Poetry Spring 

The March winds yawned,

Inciting the dawn.

Morning breaking,

The winds lazily stretched across the grey sky,

Blowing away the clouds of snow.

There would be no need for them now.

The March winds traveled,

The land was awakening,

Springtime had come,

And there was much work to be done,

For the March winds,

Had only just sparked the dawn.