The February Blues

i used to like February.

a good month. a holiday tucked in
there someplace.

a birthday. a valentine's day.
a nice cold month

with an occasional romantic snow.
a good month to burrow in
with a loved one,

to snuggle on the couch, make
love and watch a show.

a good month to read and relax,
to sleep in
and get whole,

but after last February, i don't know
anymore, i'd just as soon
skip this one.

just this one, once this passes,
and fades from
memory,
next year's February
will be all mine alone.