February

Sweet baby blanket month.

The promise of spring.

Daffodils.

Tulips.

The Easter Bunny.

Time to immerse again

in the written word.

For a while now

life's been

like

driving through a tunnel

with yellow lights.

But there is hope.

Prayers made out of glass.

Walk out of the wardrobe

on the other side

and enter Narnia.

This is what I was born for.

To live, to love ~ to breathe.

To adore what

is lovely.

February,

Let's begin ;

with you.