December's Redemption Poem by Noen Muti

December whispers softly,
A promise of home,
Faster than seasons past,
My heart begins to roam.

The rainfall dance and twirl,
A symphony of white,
As memories of past Decembers unfurl,
I long to make things right.

But this December is different,
A new chapter begins,
A chance to mend and forget,
To leave the past behind.

So I'll pack my bags and go,
With hope in my heart,
December will be different this year,
As I journey back to the start.