JANUARY CONNECTED TO ME
The new year has only just begun...
Fourteen days in...
Already nothing is making sense to me...
It started in January 1932...
January 10 A baby boy was born...
His name Wilfred jr...
January 12 A baby girl was born...
Concetta was she...
September 26, 1967 I was born to them...
January 4, 1968 my friend was born...
Present month, 2017...
A new president will soon be ours...
Only six more days to go...
A loss of a pet on January 11...
Only three days ago...
Last night a friend's mom passed away...
The memory of her when my friend and I were little plays clearly in my mind...
Only one hour after a photo of her husband was placed in her hands...
A new year has begun...
Nothing is making sense to me...
January why are you so connected to me?
Hugs...
sparrowsong
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nicely written poem linda
Hey FEATHERS!!.... this write is so brutally honest it's mesmerizing......a powerful piece of poetic prose you've shared with us here!!........smokin' grooves sister girll!!.......ALL STARS!!......LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo. ?✴☀✳
Hello Linda...
Thank you for your kind comment...
Hugs...
sparrowsong
Don't let January make you too depressed as there is the rest of the year to look forward to. Always wishing you health and happiness.
HUG.
Take care.
:)
Hello Sis Cherie...
Not every year starts well nor do they always end well...
There's always going to be a loss sometimes in our lives unless we are an absolute hermit...
Sometimes, we do get a double whammy...
It's the triple whammys that's more of give me a minute, moment...
Thank you for your comment and support my friend...
Love n Hugs
sparrowsong
Hi Sweet Sparrowsong,
January twenty seventeen has not been a good month for you. Just like myself, forty years ago, who lost my beloved sixty-two year old Father. Yet, you deal with the loss of your dear pet, just three days ago. You deal with the inauguration of a monster in six days. You deal with your dear friends loss of her mother, bringing back beautiful memories of your young lives you shared.
January, twenty-seventeen, already so monstrous have you been.
Hugs, Peace and Love,
Larry xxx