The Arrival

I tippy-toed through Christmas's holiday hoping
no one would see my preparations not prepared.
Then I slid down the One-of-January while learning
to place twelve after twenty. Slippery sliding past the parades
for Martin Jr. I began to look for scarlet, for symbols of the
heart. I knew others would say, you aren't going to start with
that Valentine mush already! So with my finger in the dam, I
have for weeks suppressed the flood, but no longer, no not any longer.
With one quick pull, heart's spilling in a rush, the season's tsunami
has begun.

Woohoo, it's February!
Good night from Southern California.
Rosie (& Mr. Fun), aka Carol