Posted on January 28, 2023
Cover Image Title: Love Is in the Air
Cover Image by: Yara A.
Classification: Hybrid (Photography with the center piece hand-drawn)
You hold the holiday of love yet you are the shortest
You have 28 days and we love whatever is rare
You hold my birthday on ground hog’s day
You welcome spring and end winter
Yet, they decline you
You are too short
You drag winter on for too long
You are the wrong month for love
You are boring
They have to endure another day of you every four years
But, I love you
I love that you are the month of love
I love that my birthday also shares a holiday
I love that you provide an extra month of my favorite season
I love that you have 28 days because we love whatever is rare
February, you are loved.
This poem is a shout-out to February, an unwelcome month for a lot of people. Some say that February is awful because it only has 28 days, but it is the only month that does not fall into the 30-or-31 pattern. It is odd, to some extent, and not too often do we cherish what is limited, for example, gold. In these 28 days, February holds so much. It holds Valentine’s Day, another winter month, a spring start, and my birthday on Groundhog Day. Furthermore, every four years, one lucky day is added to February. There is so much to love, and so here I am, loving it.
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This poem rediscovers a hidden gem from what has been long taken granted, while the joy stems from nowhere but an open mind and a loving heart. The author reminds the readers that the reasons why something is viewed an undesirable burden are exactly the same reasons why the same thing is actually a gift unexpected. The distinction is drawn by the different perspectives. - Writing Editor: J. Y.