December Hemispheres
December, as the winter solstice dances in the sky,
cheery children's voices echo "Christmas joy is nigh."
No longer is it summer in the Northern hemisphere,
as magic snowdrops whisper, “Wintertime is here.’’
The sky’s a sea of cosmic lights, diamonds of the cold,
casting down on virgin snow a silver shadow bold.
As winter’s kiss with brutal love caresses lips and hands,
heavier days and longer nights will visit polar lands.
The wind has wicked fingers that tear into your clothes
chilling those emotions from summer to dispose.
Above all there is hoping that winter will be nice,
bringing gifts of subtle snow but barred from any ice.
The North has turn toward darkness, away from brighter sun.
While this is not the case on earth for all and everyone.
No great cause to “bundle” in the Southern Hemisphere,
as magic sunbeams whisper, ‘There is no winter here.’’
11/9/2022
December or November Quatrain
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger
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