February ©

The second month she is the runner up
No one stays up to herald her in
No midnight bells or Auld Lang Syne
Yet she is special has a trump card
The gift of a day now and then

Does It divide by four?
A yes and a maiden may ask
The tables are turned
Cupid wears hair ribbons
On a leap year

February has the least days
Savour her whilst you can
Valentine day when hearts rule
Red roses speed around the land
And for some a rare birthday
Rather than a borrowed date