From May to December is a long, long time
How can the spring ever understand winter?
The bright warm days of spring are so sublime
Spring is long days, short nights and laughter
The cold winter days are shorter than the nights
And December’s days signal the end is at nigh
December is all past glitz, glamour and lights
Sometimes warm but usually it’s a cold goodbye
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Love Tinka
Winter holds us accountable..we spend much time within ourselves. Which makes that cold goodbye..even colder.
Excellent write.
Lisa