BORROWING DAYS
Folklore suggests that the last three days of March are the "borrowing days". These are supposed to be unusually stormy, because March "borrowed" them from April in a last-ditch attempt to extend his influence over the spring weather, before March winds gave way to April showers. A rhyme from Staffordshire sums up the belief: "March borrowed of April,/ Three days, they say;/ One rained, the other snowed,/ And the other was the worst day that ever blowed".
March from April three days borrowedAnd oh, but they went illThe first was rain, the second was snowAnd the third such a storm as ever did blow
Time will not rewindA day once lived is left behindAnd so regrets are all in vainWe may not have one hour againIn these borrowing days…
The rose that blooms in MayWill fade and fall and soon decaySeasons change and years unfoldAnd what was new is soon grown oldIn these borrowing days…
These are my borrowing daysAnd every debt must be repaidSo I must learn to live contentAnd waste no tears on time long spentIn my borrowing days…
March from April three days borrowedAnd oh, but they went illThe first was rain, the second was snowAnd the third such a storm as ever did blow