March
March
The time of breeze
Breeze that carries the love with its winds
Breeze that reassures
March
It was yesterday that sparked a light
The light of march that brings hope
But the words that haunt from January comes
January
“I can’t do this to myself”
The words that pierced me
The light that was lit by our hearts
March
“I can’t do this to you”
The thoughts of this dangerous month floods
And the breeze blows out that light
This poem is about:
Our world