Still praise the spells God bless the charms,
I still long for December in my arms.
December golden, December cloudy,
Gracious said, tender, rowdy.
Slaying madame, precious wife,
Dusty stone, Eden leaf.
Sweet yellow rose, slow night rain.
A sudden storm that wilts to vain.
Still praise my spells God bless my charms,
Here is December slip my arms.
A smile is soft with anguish languor,
A slap is harsh with sudden anger.
Fair July with a love as true,
Though not December I love you.
December Ii.
Khayelihle Bongiswa Gamedze
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 06/09/2021
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