28 Days Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Within 28 days,
They will squeeze in reasons...
To celebrate those who sacrificed,
Their lives in the doing to prove...
They were blessed with talents and gifts to pursue.

And even though we all have unique abilities,
To accomplish if we so choose if we pleased...
A doing in the shortest month of February,
Seems sensible enough...
For those awaiting for 28 days to do.

As if 337 days are saved to produce,
Other useless efforts to manifest...
With a hope someone else besides themselves,
Grants them an incentive to acknowledge them...
To then criticize those who get the attention given.

But soon Spring and Easter comes,
To assist them in forgetting...
What it takes to produce efforts,
With a caring less...
Who is left impressed to be addressed by anyone.