December / Poem by Zana Coven

 
Poem by Zana Coven
 
 
 
December
 
In a crystal room of December noble
In luxurious nights celebrates double
 
All glitters, with welth brags
With vanity whiteness turns into drugs
 
Icy ornaments happily sparkling
Silver birds all around sqarking
 
The forest dressed as a dandy male
From altitude proudly looks at the dale
 
Full of gold and silver, bends to the ground
Such a pageantry, metallic sounds
 
Icy crown on each garnish
Rings, brooches, in the morning will vanish
 
It doesn’t care the winter ‘s mark
It doesn’t fear the frozen dark

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