Harbinger of sorrows
Memories of departed friends and family.
Why must you haunt the year's beginnings?
Birthday month riddled with deaths.
One by one the days arrive,
Each with a death tag...
Birthday month for self and friends.
Why must death drown out all celebrations?
'Come, celebrate with us!'
Celebration?
Not for this traveller; locked in an enduring embrace with her ghosts.
@2012
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