The last of January

The last of January

A Poem by Amy J

The winter sun heavy-handedly clmbing the walls of my room.
We settle into existence softly and hungrily, tugging at January's corners and whispering in February's ear.

© 2025 Amy J


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Added on February 6, 2022
Last Updated on September 14, 2025

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Amy J
Amy J

United Kingdom



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