Snowflakes fall from clouds
where they gently kiss the earth...

To be called a dad
holds such a magical sound...

seeing
a bird swoop...

I
really...

My heart had been kept
under wraps...

In times of fear, not all is clear
for tunnels bend, before they end...

leaves swirl through the air
as trees shed their summer coat...

Just like a twilight eve without its moon;
Or like the last leaf taken from a tree...

The name is Claus,,, Santa Claus
yes, all said, in a Roger Moore pause...

the sun that day was
beautiful and if it rained...

A crotchety cantina hosts a
Malevolent, fetish night...

Panic buying rife
where money market is tight...