MARCH!!!
On a 9th, you effortlessly took away my great grandfather
before even I could figure out the legacy I have inherited!
On a 19th, you let me come out to this world of poignant
uncertainties.
And then, on a 29th, you blessed a couple gifting a
beautiful daughter, a soulful being; the daughter with whom certain was my confluence, in
this very world of uncertainties.
All you gave me has been taken away by yourself.
MARCH - the month of great births, and deaths.
I am failing to judge you, MARCH!
I am failing to judge you!
Yet, I am thankful to you.
