December

December

A Poem by Shannon
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A splash across dew-worn blades,
A breeze through each poniard.

Both chilling and refreshing,
But slicing just as hard.

Cuts through flakes of iron,
Chilly bursts from ember,

Dainty lattice work destroyed,
Done by each December.

© 2011 Shannon


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