Dear December. I never meant.

dear December,

I know we

never understood each other

quite the way we should

although we spent

the time it took.

please watch over the buried

in your sallow snow fields

I lost myself there

along with smiles

my face was never suppose to make

I'm not sure

the indent I left

will soon be replaced

by tender new skin.

december,

i know we will never quite heal

the way we'd like

so please

let this memory lay

along the side of the road

to be scattered by the crows

let the bones bleach

in the fresh spring sun

dear december

I never meant to cause.

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