i hate this month; I really do
For I dread the middle
With candy, cards and flowers advertise with gusto
The million products for love that are on TV
Like the French commercials for prefume that confuse me
Using young gorgeous people
As though, the fat and ugly are cast out
Into the land of nothingness
And old are too old for romance
I think that’s the reason, my Mum used to say
They’re nothing but pepper in the eyes
And I am only saying this because I am old and lonely
But I do hate this month
As it will be my dog and I curled in bed for the rest of month
Reading for Black History Month
The world cashes in on holidays, don’t let it bring you down.
Beautiful models, perfume, flowers, candy… it’s falseness, glitter for the eye.
God sees the beauty of the heart and not the age or outer looks.
Praying for you and sending love.