HISTORY ON THURSDAYS WITH COLLYBRIGHT
All my thoughts was
to cope with March;
but my tears and
smiles were no match!
Suddenly I saw the
face of April;
who was so sincere
to tell me what happened in January was something real!
The fuzzy bud
sprung in January;
as I put my
thoughts down in my diary!
Then I realized I
was in my birth month of February;
which futile my rip
van winkle story...
The only companion
I had was July;
who encouraged me
to spread my wings and fly!
He gave me a book
written by St. August;
'twas about happy
living and the meaning holocaust!
I still couldn't
believe it till I called on May;
at least let me
hear what he has to say!
But I pushed myself
into the carousel mockery of June;
who called my tears
and pains a jejune!
My pains were
pipped at the sight of September;
as my dreams and
desires piled up together!
I saw diamonds in
the skies of October;
signs that my
future is nearer and getting' brighter!
I tried avoiding
the spikes and thorns on d road to November;
'cause I knew my
dreams and wants are becoming clearer!
But here comes that
scary-merry month of *December*;
A figurine that
January is here again to remember!!!
(c)ollybright 2012
Source: Mccollybright.blogspot.com.ng
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