December Gods
a poem caught between the seasons
By Vadim KaganPublished about 22 hours ago • 1 min read
Photo by Tim Baumeister on Unsplash
Lost in the ways
Of old
Unfinished ends
We let the days
Turn cold
Between our hands
Not nearly bold
Enough
To take it down
We almost called
A half
Unsaid and done
Against the odds
We are still warm
To touch
December gods
That get reborn
In March
About the Creator
Vadim Kagan
I believe that each day is a blessing, every story is amazing and all poems should rhyme!
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