January comes
Thinly veiled, frostbitten firsts
of the year, of life.
Twelve chaptered novel,
Tenses shift, Plots ebb, then flow
Not much longer now.
Slow thaw, waking warmth
nudging subtlety of Spring.
renewal, rebirth.
Crocus crowns, good earth.
Fallowed ground, revisited.
For this year, for life~
1 comment:
So how is this - in light of your January thus far?
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