December

the tears of snowflakes
are falling
on my window pane

the joys of children
are heard
upon my window pane

the life of winter
has arrived
on my window pane

blue jays and squirrels
are searching
past my window pane

icicles from above
are forming
along my window pane

the morning frost (jack)
is stretching
across my window pane

good day December
I welcome you again
upon my window pane

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