January

January

Winds with hints of summer,
Breezes with its memories,
Books with that smell of that time, 
Smells of early summer and cheery times.

Skies with rustling kites,
Lands with shedding trees,
Thrashers in my garden,
Others birds and bees.

Worries and other illnesses,
Thoughts and provokations,
Memories, creation and deletion,
All set to rise at this time.

Sonatas return and 
Clocks run fast,
Procrastinators armed, and
Marching drowsily steadfast.

Yellow sunrises and
Golden sunsets.
Early moons and
Late rests.

All of them, 
Together as one,
One set of lines,
To comprise this chapter in life.