It figures
that the first
of February
would bring on
a storm.
It may be
the shortest month
but it’s the coldest
and most cruel,
and I
welcome it only
so that it will
have the decency
to pass.
32/365 – A Poem a Day For a Year
It figures
that the first
of February
would bring on
a storm.
It may be
the shortest month
but it’s the coldest
and most cruel,
and I
welcome it only
so that it will
have the decency
to pass.
32/365 – A Poem a Day For a Year
