A
calendar poem for December:
December finds himself
again a child
Even as he undergoes his age.
Cold and early darkness now descend,
Embracing sanctuaries of delight.
More and more he stares into the night,
Becoming less and less concerned with ends,
Emblem of the innocent as sage
Restored to wonder by what he must yield.
©
by Nicholas Gordon
Audio and Video Music: Please.
By Wayne Jones. Music free to use at YouTube. Illustration Credit: AI
To see this poem on my site, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/decemb.html. For more calendar poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/calendarpoems.html .
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