Five

High-five!

Five o'clock news

Five best friends

Five...

The fifth month

The month that six best friends became...

Five

This is Kiersten's month--

Her life ended this month.

My life paused this month

To mourn.

to grieve.

To breath.

To think.

To remember.

to...*sigh*

to begin again with new vigor

five is rebirth

five could become

six

or

Seven (with a little extra effort)

it's up to me

to make the BEST of this situation

five could get me down

could make me fall short

OR

It could be the END of a long cold winter

leading into the bright

New

Intoxicating green of spring

 

March

this month is her death

and my re-birth.

All I need is me

I am enough to do this

and I will.

This poem is about: 
Me

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