I Love February
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February is a cold month of snow,
maybe that is why I so love the cold;
there was a wild storm on my birth day though.
My stone amethyst has a purple glow,
and I wear hues of purple light and bold;
February is a cold month of snow.
Violet, my bloom that I love to grow,
I search the junk shops for purple things old;
there was a wild storm on my birth day though.
An Aquarius who goes with the flow,
and I have poetic wings that unfold;
February is a cold month of snow.
An Aquarius with those days of woe,
I have winter stories within untold;
there was a wild storm on my birth day though.
Love February with thoughts that tiptoe,
each February is a new threshold;
February is a cold month of snow,
there was a wild storm on my birth day though.
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July 2, 2020
Poetry/Villanelle/I Love February
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