The end of February, I know
I should expect the cold and ice
We had some rain but nary snow
Which isn't much, but still is nice.
Saturday, February 24, 2018
Monday, February 19, 2018
Saturday, February 17, 2018
Dance through the zodiac at nine
A story has been passed down
In paintings, silks, and lacquers
On how a monster called Nian
Feared red and firecrackers.
Not long after the solstice
A second moon disappears.
We celebrate the animals
Who symbolize those years
In paintings, silks, and lacquers
On how a monster called Nian
Feared red and firecrackers.
Not long after the solstice
A second moon disappears.
We celebrate the animals
Who symbolize those years
Monday, February 12, 2018
Saturday, February 10, 2018
Lots of sammich fixin's at nine
An event at work and lunch was served
It stretched two hours across the noon
Planning for futures, we observed
Big bags of bread-rolls in the break room
It stretched two hours across the noon
Planning for futures, we observed
Big bags of bread-rolls in the break room
Monday, February 5, 2018
Saturday, February 3, 2018
Take a deep breath at nine
There's one more month that we can shelve
With all its events, good or ill
But I think that out of the twelve
This last one had most need to chill
With all its events, good or ill
But I think that out of the twelve
This last one had most need to chill
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