Sunday, 19 December 2010

December (inspired by Sunday Scibblings)

Every year in December
I’m stopped in my flow
And ask myself the question
Where did this year go?
Time seems to be racing
I run behind or ahead
But every year in December
It suddenly stops dead
And while watching the snowflakes
A thought dawns on me
It’s time to stop running
And start trying to be
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9 comments:

  1. Greta19 December 2010 at 23:11

    You're reading my thoughts! Love the way you expressed your feelings.

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  2. Anonymous19 December 2010 at 23:31

    start trying to be....brilliant!

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  3. Anonymous20 December 2010 at 00:14

    Bravo! I love the ending to this one... It's exactly where I find myself this time of year.

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  4. Anonymous20 December 2010 at 09:47

    agree with your sentiments.
    timeless piece.

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  5. Berowne20 December 2010 at 11:26

    Well written...

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  6. brenda w20 December 2010 at 14:54

    Beautiful sentiments. Well done! ~Brenda

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  7. Evelyn20 December 2010 at 18:11

    awww
    im so happy when you post, your poems always make me smile.

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  8. Flying Monkey20 December 2010 at 18:45

    Thank you everyone for your lovely comments. (Glad my poems make you happy, Evelyn ;-)
    Hope you all have a great X-mas time and a fab start into 2011!

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  9. Linda Jacobs21 December 2010 at 18:46

    This reads so smoothly! I normally don't care for rhyme but this one is very well done!

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