February

February is a gentleman caller

Dressed in fine wool, silk shirt,

and top hat,

Bringing roses and dark chocolates

to all lovers

Who embrace Cupid’s tale.

Tipping his hat

Kissing the proffered hand

Sipping champagne from crystal flute

Reading poems of undying love

Closing the door on January’s cold

Opening it to March’s warm embrace.

Wilma Gundy

The photo is of the cabin in the mountains that we built out of an old burro shed.