March was dark.
So was April.
June, July, some hints of a light.
August, September, dark again.
October, November, December, I closed my eyes.
Why bother to open when it is dark anyway.
January, I did.
And I saw some light.
February, March, I decided to walk towards it.
April, I reached it.
May, June, July, August, I am in it.
May it never be dark again.