That Day in February

That day in February,

When I wanted to change;

That day in February,

When I’d let go of the blame;

A day like any other,

With hours, seconds, minutes;

With motion and commotion,

The earth, on its axis, spinning;

A day like any other,

With power, war, and sinning;

With motion and commotion,

The earth, on its axis, spinning;

A day like no other,

New, hopeful, gracious;

With slates wiped clean,

And silence born of patience;

A day like no other,

Where horizons were clear;

Where light shone brighter,

A place to let go of the fear;

That day in February,

When I needed to change;

That day in February,

With a little less pain.