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IDES OF JANUARYWill this month ever end? I don't know where to begin Friday the 13Th is an unlucky day In nineteen fifty I was caught Disoriented in a snow storm It was January 13, Friday that day Thirty years ago January 19Th My mother passed away This year, 16Th of January 2008 Heard loud noises in the pipes Downstairs the basement flooded In the time to cleanup the mess The phone rang, "Your Sister is in the hospital." Early morning the 17Th she passed away We were taking classes to be Poll Booth Judges Wife said, "I have pains in my heart." They are keeping her overnight. The good news, tomorrow is February 1St. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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