Of The Coldest Month

Ah! It's February And I have two birthdays to content with One after another in the beginning Then, during the coldest time of the winter Valentine's day shows up As I recover from the January blues It got me more in the dumps Because I have no one to give a present Except for my dog And every second adverstisement on TV Is from a jewelly store Reminding people of their significant other That diamond you didn't give them at Christmas And all the greeting card poets writing love sonnets Will get their yearly cheques As people try to tell their love one how much they love them With someone else's words But really, I could do my own If I had someone However, I'll get over it Though, it will take a long time to do so I'll be writing a verse for my dearly-departed father As the tears would rain further into March Because then, it would be his birthday And I wish we could celebrate together