Compliments, a gift we give,
Words of kindness help us live,
A boost to the soul fills the heart,
Give a compliment, and do your part.
Western monarchs, flitting with grace,
In fields of flowers, it finds its place,
Its orange wings, a sight so rare,
A symbol of beauty beyond compare.
Ice cream for breakfast, a treat divine,
A scoop of joy, a scoop of sunshine,
Break the rules, have a change of pace,
Have sweet ice cream in bacon’s place.
The music has died, and silence prevails,
Where once the rhythm and melody hailed,
A loss felt deep when the plane did not soar,
But memories of the music fly forevermore.
Will a Groundhog see his shadow?
Winter’s end, or more to follow?
A tradition of old, a forecast so bold,
The month’s weather will be foretold.
Heritage, the legacy of our family,
Shaped by culture, tradition, and society
A story of those that came before,
It shapes our present and our future.
Hot chocolate, a warm embrace,
Comfort in a mug with a sweet taste,
With a sip, a smile, and a cozy feeling,
For those winter days freezing.
A puzzle, a mystery to unfold,
Pieces fit, picture yet untold,
With every piece, a new surprise,
Solving it, you gain the prize.
