Hello, this is a wintry month of December, inner and thinner on thickened of snow everywhere, put on many funniest walkable boots, one brownish furred jacket, and a Irishman gloves to wear, even Christmas hat made from English typical, but, tropical as well, fully ingrown beard on prettiest faces, a red plum robe around the infamous neck, drink some deliciously and scrumptiously one cup of hot chocolate, and watching them outdoor skaters crossing in the popularity ice rink, seeing adorable Christmas lights were so colorful indeed of art, it seemingly smart move, exactly same thought of Christmas carolers who sang upbeat tune, December is a lovely and cozy moment of all timeless sake, December would and should be something in their own hearts, the dark skies have been earlier than ever lived, a terrified blackened ice around those edges of sidewalks and streetwise roads too, that's December
Written by
Michael James Brindley
12-20-19
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