hello december

you remind me a lot on pretty lights and busy streets. people whisking by, cars and traffic lights.
of giving away things you have and wanting things you wish you could have. your time should have been called the end of the beginning as well as the beginning of the end.

your hands share with me heart break and your mind for the lost. the lonely, the homeless and the hungry. the need for lights at the end of the tunnel.

hello, december.