This is my December.
Cold and all alone.
Snowy topped mountains.
This is my new home.
This is my December.
A cold bitter wind.
Footsteps in the snow.
Showing where I've been.
This is my December.
My frost covered trees.
This is me pretending.
This is all I need.
This is my December.
Hanging icicle spears.
Dripping frigid water.
In ice thats crystal clear.
This is my December.
Hot chocolate and fires.
Warm blankets and presents.
This is all I desire.
This is my December.
I'd give the year away.
If in the month of December.
That was where I'd remain.
This is my December.
My snow covered home.
This my December.
This is me all alone
I wrote this while listening to My December by Linkin Park and used some of their lines in my poem.
Silence Dogood
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-is-my-december/
