December froze at the finish line,
I've done my business.
The road to the New Year opened
Autumn rain.
Not circling in the sky white snow,
Does not decorate the Christmas tree,
All OK cause joy, laughter
Toys on pins and needles.
Winter will give us more
Fluffy snow,
January will start writing a story
Frosty words.
30.12.2019 G.
December
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