Fun Friday; As The Months Pass!

January, oh January; on the calendar, my eyes thee as first. But, in my heart; thy love will never be first, last… ing; bitter is the diss… served cold. Thy nights are cold, but at last; January, that’s… “Much Ado about Nothing.” Within this heart of mine, abides a love; that truly warms my heart. A love that fills my soul, lingers endlessly within the depth. February, the month of my mothers birth. Without that, I would never be. Every so often, there’s a leap… into an extended blessing. Every heart, getting to enjoy another day. Year after year, the days will surely end; to start another March. Onward, onward; say bye, to your Jericho. Spring forward, the time hasn’t come; to stop, and smell roses. The kiss upon two lips, your heart has entered into a new season. In the cool of the day, the veil removed. Love in a new light, love enlightening a renewed hope. Every heart being able to breathe easier, for freedom reigns. April, her heart feels a move. A change taking place, love is in the air. Flowing down, into the innermost. Showers of love, the blessings therein. Touching the surface, but flourishing what is seen; through the coming bloom!

May, oh; may I tell you about my May flower. Her heart, stunning; so beautiful. Her love, shines so bright; shimmers, to show a mother’s love. It’s the month we wed, the very moment I said; you’re my forever. Oh, how my soul; still basking in her endless glow. Oh, Father; oh, father… time has gone; thank you, for all the years. They have come, they go; the seasons change, but Your love… forevermore. I can never stop time, with every breath; may it be a heart changed, within every season… to come. June, no one could ever mistake you, for September; confusing a six, for a nine? A change in season, will fall squarely on your shoulder. Hearts leaning into you, with such high expectations. Love, for the summertime. July, being seventh; doesn’t make it independently perfect. First the creation, perfection; what precedes all that is seen. August, the eighth wonder of the year. Not the month, you see; but what became of it. A wonderful creation came to be, my wife… is she; yes, glee. Que sera, sera; “whatever will be, will be!”

September, oh; September, within you another fall. Leaves falling, the color of love dancing; grooving to the autumn breeze. The nights are crisp, but hearts are not swayed. The days are just right, how can you argue with being alive, being able to breathe it in? Earth, Wind, or Fire; September, you’re groovy. October, the season to lean back, maybe even act a bit cool. Feeling the nostalgic vibe, the chill revisited remix. Oh, please don’t fall back; into the same old humdrum. A fish in a barrel, the love for life like water; to soothe every fear. October, yes; a time to give back, the season for true thanksgiving. November, Movember; a time for men to remember. Even the strongest man, can struggle with issues. It’s not a time to hide, but a time for growth; a moment to raise awareness. Hope found, is the fundamental reason. Why faith is the key, to help get a heart through… the tough times. December, as the months pass by; know that one thing will forever remain the same. The world would never truly understand, what is a holistic perspective; without there being a Holy birth. Emanuel, the bright morning star. The light glistening in the night, shining; to display the greatness, of the love within!

WCR

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