My special month.
With that one special day.
Except for December,
January shines bright for me.
We all have a favourite month.
Mine is January.
January, the month of my birthday.
A year older, a day I celebrate.
That day chosen for me.
The time set to the exact second.
My name not yet given.
Yet by name I was called.
Come January I claim as mine.
On one particular day I rejoice.
The day of my birth, a gift.
God’s gift…my life.
By C.E. Pereira
(3-1-2016)
HoneyGwhiz 
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