- December -
Some say they can smell the spring
... Is it possible to smell December?
A scent of something can hit you
anytime and anywhere
The frost sneak up on the night
and color the landscape white
Northern Lights with its spectacular light
dancing in the sky
Beautiful music, has no borders
Creating a sense of meaning
So stop fighting against wind turbines
December is the month for reflection
Joy and peace ~ when darkness falls
"A child is born in Bethlehem"
07.12.2016
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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