March poem by Housman A. E.

the smell of the sun
the chirping birds wild
on the old branches,
marching the gays
afall happiness to Thee,
sneakers sneaking
spring’s speakingw,
stealing is quitting
of the morals queens,
the season’s going on
the change is born
the new is building,
who stood stealing
is to be left behind
in the winter’s dark,
come lucks
to the righteous
the march of joys

please enjoy the march poem by AEHousmann in this video

may joys bring happiness to the women and girls of the world

thank you

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