I am sharing this poem, written yesterday, with Writers’ Pantry #5. Also, though I enjoyed posting every day in January, that’s too demanding to keep up with. However, maybe I will post more often this year than the last.
The month of love’s upon us now,
The month of chocolate, roses, hearts,
The weeks of red and pink : Allow
Amour, it comes in fits and starts,
It ages well amid life’s many parts.
Let it come through the creaky door,
Do not be lonely anymore.