Month of bluster, ice and sleet, Silent wood and ugly street, Winds that roar and flakes that fly, Frozen earth and gloomy sky, -- Angry March, thy name to me Like a battle-cry shall be! "Forward, march!" but leave behind Stubborn will and stupid mind. "Forward, march!" and sing a song As we stoutly march along. "Forward, march!" away from sin; "Forward, march!" the goal to win; "Forward, march!" without a fear; "Forward, march!" through all the year. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG OF THE LITTLE WHITE GIRL by KATHERINE MANSFIELD SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: MRS. KESSLER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE CITY REVISITED by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET WISDOM COMETH WITH THE YEARS by COUNTEE CULLEN IMAGINARY ANCESTORS: THE GIRAFFE WOMAN OF BURMA by MADELINE DEFREES |