• December's Moon is waiting.
    The full moons round the bend.
    once December's made it's promise..
    Then it's spring again.

    Now, Snow still will melt.
    Like houses Will be lit.
    Because November is the Season when the falls at end.
    Sweetly mother brings you Sweets with milk.
    though Jolly She seems, she's hectic with chills.
    No holidays, no Merry times, At ease.
    No December songs, or Comforting long-sleeves.

    Here is a Month With all your life's memories.
    Look in the sky.
    It's The moon. With a ring.
    It's blood has shed, and Now I'll cry.
    For tonights the eve.
    Of horrible..
    December Night.