June's Rhymes
February
It's February, I'm in mourning.
It's upon me, without warning.
I'm feeling sick, I feel weak.
I just cry, I can hardly speak.
I can't eat, it's hard to sleep.
It's so painful, and it's deep.
So much hurt, and it's severe.
I can't think, nothing's clear.
February, when I lost my boy.
My dear son, my life, my joy.
It's upon me, without warning.
I'm feeling sick, I feel weak.
I just cry, I can hardly speak.
I can't eat, it's hard to sleep.
It's so painful, and it's deep.
So much hurt, and it's severe.
I can't think, nothing's clear.
February, when I lost my boy.
My dear son, my life, my joy.
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