Last night of the year
Icicles drip from the trees
Greeting the new dawn
"Last night of the year"…a chilling reality but…"Icicles drip from the trees"
The year ends and begins in the chill and frost of the winter. Sterling imagery. Happy new year David!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice introduction to the New Year from a Poet with lovely poetry and great vision that makes us feel so at home. Happy New Year. Walter and may good light and poetry always shine upon the goodness of your sensitive and big heart.