L. B. Mek

A season of snowflakes, in dreams

 

 

 

at a time of dark horizons

and fog filled minds

melting, through Tier-clamped wishes and plans

comes a season for all to behold

 

augmenting frost-bitten reality

by choosing: to let hope flow freely

soothing, those despairing in misery  

and gifting all a cherished respite,

 

with every snowflake envisioned

bleak future\'s seemingly brightened

and our regrets, temporarily misplaced

making space: for that fresh start that beckons

 

a time for blinkered abandon

when laughter shared between a handful

in households or huddled corners in streets

serenades lonely hearts: in those trenches of night,

 

where inundated is surrendered  

to morning scenes

filled with trusting eyes from innocent minds

and their contagious: carefree smiles

 

scripting: our ending to 2020

with whimsy aplenty

and a survivor’s merry, that tickles

those most calloused of skins,

 

 

© L. B. Mek

December 2020