This Woman of Myth smiles a curious smile,
walks into the room, whispers, "stay just a while,
I have something for you, my ladies, my friends."
She places her box at our feet as she bends.

We gasp as she opens this cache of known woe
"but calm," she assures us, "these contents will show
you a dream we can dream for long ahead days."
A dream we can share as TOGETHER we stay!

A dream of a February so different this year,
not one of snowdrifts, but a man and his spear.
"let us celebrate Leo in February, my dears,
Let's begin now, so bring on the cheer!"

So gently and swaying the vision it comes,
and we smile as we gaze on our sweet sugar plum,
All our faces light up as the stills we ponder,
We savor the dream of The Beach and we wonder..

Will we ever survive February this year?