December

I feel it swirling around me in thick waves,

all around me, as the air that I breathe

turns heavy with its weight. This magic, it

seeps slowly from lands unknown, like a gift from

family that you’ve never seen. Oh see,

look out your window, the leaves all fall down

to weave a colorful carpet for you

The morning air greets me with a bite,

like a nip from my playful puppy.

 

It’s that time of the year again

when children in my neighborhood will

play with snowmen again and my grandma

will bake apples covered in chocolate and

caramel sauce. Soon, a mist will accompany

my evenings and descend upon my garden

like a curtain from a fairytale and remind me,

I could be Snowhite, Cinderella or Belle;

that I can be a child again with wonder

in my eyes and my dreams reaching the stars.

 

December, it’s flying to us in time’s winged

chariot; so I hold my breath, you hold yours too

and believe me when I tell you:

There are magical moments,

that wait for us to stumble upon them

and good things are on their way,

as we’ve waited for them, now they

wait to unveil themselves to us.

 

Don’t you worry, December is almost here,

it’ll be an end and it’ll be a beginning.

Be merry, for December is almost here,

there’ll be love and there’ll be magic!