December

First snow! The flakes,

So few , so light,

Remake the world

In solid white.

All bundled up,

We feel as if

We were fat penguins,

Warm and stiff.

The toy-packed shops

Half split their sides,

And Mother brings home

Things she hides.

Old carols peal.

The dusk is dense.

There is a mood

Of sweet suspense.

The shepherds wait,

The kings, the tree—

All wait for something

Yet to be,

Some miracle.

And then it’s here,

Wrapped up in hope—

Another year!