Saturday, December 28, 2024

January Isn’t January


January Isn’t January
By Lord R.e. Taylor

I miss January back home
The ice and snow
The nip of an Arctic blast
I was home
Now January is not January for me
Green grass and birds chirping
Palm trees in the back yard
God, I miss home

XXVIII/XII/MMXXIV
LRET


 

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