December

It was December

My favourite month

When the days are short

And the nights sparkle with lights

 

When our noses are cold

But our hearts are warm

And we are wrapped up

Under blankets and scarfs

 

It was softly that I felt it

Didn’t really chose it

It was hour after hour

Night after night

 

Within a week or two

We would lock in my room

Where we’d talk and dream

Eyes towards the stars

 

It was sat on my bed

The conversation we shared

That you’d turn out to be

The best friend I ever had

 

However you have changed

Even if this part of you is dead

I’ll always remember the man

You were that Christmas

 

You were pure and raw

As beautiful as the snow

As bright as

A sunrise

 

Whoever you are today

Whatever you do or say

How often you disrespect

Or defile those nights

 

I’ll always remember you

With my heart light, but a little blue

As you turned out to be

The best weeks I ever had

Author's Note

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Reviews

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"You were pure and raw
As beautiful as the snow
And as bright as
A sunrise

Whoever you are today
Whatever you do or say
How often you disrespect
Or defile those nights

I’ll always remember you
With my heart light, but a little blue
As you turned out to be
The best weeks I ever had"

{this poem is just full of lovely imagery-but i love these last verses}

...what a magnificent poem...

james:-)

[c.m.]

Whoever you are today
Whatever you do or say
How often you disrespect
Or defile those nights

I’ll always remember you
With my heart light, but a little blue
As you turned out to be
The best weeks I ever had

That's awesome...heartbreaking. I loved this poem...I love December and winter and all that it is. Lovely poem.

[deeps]

I’ll always remember you
With my heart light, but a little blue
As you turned out to be
The best weeks I ever had

Love this last stanza, it's amazing,
nice expressable feelinsg here.
Sad write, but well written.