December is… by Stewart StaffordDecember is all that we give,And whatever we receive,It is those who surround us,And those who have taken leave.December is celebrating light,Where only darkness dwells,It is the ripping of wrapping paper,And tempting culinary smells.December is letting go,Of all the past year’s fails,And starting anew in January,As time again chases its tail.© Stewart Stafford, 2021. All rights reserved.
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