December

December

It comes with a swoop of festivity
Clustering your memories with moments
And filling your nostrils with a fresh sensation
A time to rest
And the time to digest

It brings underutilized utensils back to life
And jolts the taste bud to action
It infects the home unforgettable aroma
Dreaded by animals
Awaited by foodies

A door to blank fields
Shutting out regrets of a yearly voyage
Widening doors for a fresh slate
A magnet for new beginnings
And the mirror for old mistakes

It sniffs out merriness
And shoves pensiveness
It takes the mind on a chilling nostalgic circle
Spilling out reasons to be happy
Creating tales for posterity

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