February's Fate
February’s Fate
January’s cold breath
whispers an icy farewell
smirks amid the snowflake confetti
swirling in her passing.
February, dances gleefully
Punxsutawney Phil’s shadow
darkens the edges of spring
defies the lie of lengthened days.
She is a spite filled wily vixen,
tawny temptress of the temperate
at odds with her frigid fate
shedding the hardened tears of Winter’s lust.
John G. Lawless
1/31/2017
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2017
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