February’s shortest. Smallest.
Litt’lest of the bunch.
She comes and goes so quickly
that I sorta’ have a hunch
that the others could absorb her
and she’d simply disappear.
And all of us would just end up
with ‘leven months a year.
February’s shortest. Smallest.
Litt’lest of the bunch.
She comes and goes so quickly
that I sorta’ have a hunch
that the others could absorb her
and she’d simply disappear.
And all of us would just end up
with ‘leven months a year.