2025

January grew great wings.
February cut them off.
March made sure feet still could run.
April tried to heal the wounds.

May simply watched.

June readied the shoes.
July tied the laces.
August gave a push.
September let legs fly.
October stood by the stands.
November cheered.
December waited at the finish line.



Poetry by Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
Written on 2025-12-11 at 18:22

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