Len, how stupid is it to fall in love with a man on 4 March and on 18 March, which is my birthday, decide to marry him and then get married in August of the same year?
I do not intend to repost my poem “The Girl With Dark Hair”. Instead here’s a photo of our Wedding Day.
Here's the link to my poem:
This Week’s Challenge:
Use prose or poetry to write about the month of March, any holiday in the month, or anything that might have happened to you in this month. If you can match the stupidity that I displayed in the introduction, please include it. I’d hate to think I’m the only dumb person on Gather.