I Never Noticed Februrary
January is a blur
A suffering month.
A lengthy ugly hospital-visit-filled month.
It dragged for the first few weeks.
Then my mother passed,
I lost awareness on January 28th.
I never woke up at all in February.
Who was at my job? I do not know.
I must have shown up though because they paid me.
Maybe on autopilot, going through the motions
I have no recollection of February 2020 at all.
in any way, shape, or memory
And now it is March.
I would love to say things are getting better.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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