The last days of December


a quiet snowfall

the dried up fir tree

sweet vanilla perfume

my closed bedroom door

a microwaved piece of pie

reset yourself

bittersweet “see you”s

ultimatums and due dates

“what’s your resolution?”

lilac mittens clutching a sled handle

your new best friend

the freezing kitchen floor

watching time pass

yesterday’s coffee

hopefulness and second chances

the best time for new beginnings is now.