One More Poem ('goodbye to Feb')

You are the second month,
and many consider you to be second-rate.
You are seen as something to be endured,
a stepping stone to the beauty of March.
Four weeks are all you contain,
yet in those 28 days you bring so much change.
You prepare us for the oncoming beauty,
you taunt us with the lengthening days.
You remind us of warmth and of comfort,
while keeping us locked in the cold.
I thank you, Feb, for your efforts,
but I have to say I'm glad you are going.

RC 28-2-26