The last days of December
a quiet snowfall
the dried up fir tree
sweet vanilla perfume
my closed bedroom door
a microwaved piece of pie
reset yourself
bittersweet “see you”s
ultimatums and due dates
“what’s your resolution?”
lilac mittens clutching a sled handle
your new best friend
the freezing kitchen floor
watching time pass
yesterday’s coffee
hopefulness and second chances
the best time for new beginnings is now.