the end of 2016
ancient hours dated
the moon and stars placated
the year all but faded
good luck
through winter wood
avenues toy with
store front joy
lights on every tree
self imposed I compose a cozy prose
putting up the heat I am too cold
wake me from my sleeping soul
walk across a dream
with hugs & kisses
for
a happy healthy 2017!!!!!!!!!!!!!
all the love,
junebug