February Funny Bone
All was peaceful till that fateful day
The 5th, the result of my father’s way,
Sunrise quarter-to-eight
Slipped through life’s open gate,
Three month early, should have been May.
© Harry J Horsman 2012
Copyright © Harry Horsman | Year Posted 2012
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