Dear February, Our relationship was much too short In fact it was fleeting You were gone so quickly that I don't even remember you I wish you would stay longer next time so we can get acquainted better Please give your friend, March, a message for me: I would like him to stay longer than you I need more time More time to get everything done More time to stop and soak it all in More time to focus on the little things And less weeks that feel like a blur So, please, (I'm even begging) ask March to stay and hang out a while I don't understand what the rush is all about anyway. Sincerely, Me P.S. Luckily I have a few images to remember you by. Otherwise I wouldn't even know you existed.