I am not sure why I dislike June,
Perhaps it is because she reminds me
That living life is a choice I forget to make
Come the bitter cold of February
Wrapping a bitter hold on my spirit
Still, once June is here,
I am called to remember
That I need to live my life for myself
Because no one else can do it for me.
Part of the NaPoWriMo 2016 challenge
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