Wednesday, January 28

FEBRUARY

When February tires of her somber dress

She tucks ice diamonds in her hair

With charming carelessness...

Sometimes she enfolds herself

In cloak of ermine snow...

And always, at her waist she wears

A Valentine-red bow !!!

by: Mary R. Hurley


1 comment:

Grammy Staffy said...

Oh my goodness... It is almost Feb. isn't??? Jan. has passed so quickly...one day slips into another before I know it. I guess that is a sign of old age.

I am a bit sick so I am taking it easy today. I must get better soon because I have big plans for next week. I hope that you are well.

Have a nice day. Love, Lura