FEBRUARY
Frozen doors.
Echoing hills.
Birthdays
Real memories.
Unpredictable weather.
Always something to do.
Red Valentines.
Yummy chocolates.......daughter
FEBRUARY
Frozen doors.
Ever dreary.
Being cold and colder still.
Ready the mittens, scarves, and hats.
Unleash the children,
Away to the hills.
Bring back
the rose-red faces
to yummy chocolate hearts, rhymes, and silver kisses.......mother
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