Adieu
This year is winding down to its end.
Christmas is but two weeks away.
How quickly do the seasons
come and go . . . come and go -
flowing through our world
like flurries of
winter’s new-
fallen
snow.
But
like snow,
which always
unfailingly
melts away, so too
do our memories fade
as seasons become decades
melting into the centuries.
This year soon shall pass; bid it Adieu.
For the Double Nonet Contest of William Kekaula
Syllables checked by HMS
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2020
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