Poem by Lorie Hill
March roars in like a lion
So fierce, the wind so cold,
It seems to pierce.
The month rolls on
And spring draws near
And March goes out
Like a lamb so dear.
In like a lion . . .
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My little girl displaying her wand. |
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This year we glued red strips of card stock on the hats. Last year the kids colored their own stripes. |