December

I’m the last born.
And, my birthday is celebrated last in the family.
I usually think I’m not special,
But people say I am.
I don’t really think I’m important,
But, people celebrate my arrival.
And, they say I hold many memories and festivities.
To be honest, it really means a lot to me.
Am I truly special?
I’m just DECEMBER!

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