Why December Is Unique

The twelve months except one Why december is always being so unique? Blenched mornings and depressed evenings A mug of coffee and jumble of books! The inking of expressions beyond the factual Warmth shawls and snuggery bed Time is on it's way and passing swiftly At 3am when you want to sleep But your fingers hold grip Unexpected thoughts instantly provoked In this murky night clouds were fading The gleam of stars were dwindling gradually Paranoia of dogs in the night Turned myself towards dismal This enchanted scence of gloom Gave me adventurous intellectual December always come with new adventures! Then for whom december is so special! ©ammtab