It's my birthday month! My poem gives the impression that I don't love this month but, really, I do. I will admit find this part of winter starts to cloy somewhat. Luckily the monotony will be chopped up with birthday celebrating. As I wrote today's poem, I had a sense of deja vu that I've written a poem about February in the past. That's the beauty about poems though, even if I had - it wouldn't be the same.
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AuthorCreative enthusiast, gregarious naturalist, opinionated humanist, MBA, RYT 200. Amy Kay Czechowicz completed a poetry challenge for 2018, 2020, and half of 2023 by posting an original poem daily to this blog. She teaches yin and vinyasa weekly at Green Lotus Yoga in Lakeville, Minnesota and chimes in here from time to time with musings and rhymes. Archives
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