Zoey Hulatt
Before January and February,
the calendar year started in March
A month in which the wind blows high
and hiding birds sing to the sky
In March the trees breath a breath of fresh air
and sleeping bugs emerge from dirt lairs
Now, however, we are expected
to make resolutions in a month of dejection
When wildlife around us burrow their heads
and all of plants are nothing but dead
So I propose that we all be gentle
when goals that we make start to seem mental!
Be kind to yourself with your goals of reform
in this cold month, just try to be warm!
