Friday, December 17, 2021

December



DECEMBER


The trees are all bare.

I can see the whole sky.

The high clouds sit still

while the low ones scoot by


in a rustling wind

that tickles porch chimes

as the wink of a moon watches

silent and wise.



©Mary Lee Hahn, 2021



1 comment:

  1. Ah, the moon's silence is not disturbed, only enriched by the porch chimes.

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