February's HourA Poem by MacciolaWritten 2/1/17A relaxing turn of events Leaves you on edge yet still so calm Praying no one important passes by; your composure will come to an end For a long, long while But as the sun shown through and the breeze chilled you slightly Somehow it was almost okay Because your companion looked up and seemed to smile Excited as time may be
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