Tuesday, December 27, 2022

moon rise

Some want tradition by praying for snow flakes

While others have excesses from the great lakes

So much snow it was impossible to pass

And lives lost at Christmas despite dire forecasts


The warm spring days will soon be here

The love awaking time of year

When hearts are filled with hopeful warmth

And the snow birds are heading north


All look healthy in their winter tans

In their new air conditioned sedans

The one I'm looking for is Kimmi

Making her way north from Miami


The moon may not rise each evening

But the sun will set every night

I know where I'll be this evening

But where are you going tonight?

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