December’s golden glory

yaskhan

Even as silver winds spin cold
Adorning snowy mantle
December's golden glory
Rhapsodizes sky....

Hands cuddle dewed chimes
Warmed by firelight's evanescence;
Flames burned by time leap
Into seasons' embrace

Pensive days cascade
Into destiny's eternity
Twirling, endowing hope
That January will bring 
Interludes of global peace...

Only love endures--
Cries ache in terror's mayhem
Raking in wartime woes...

And now a questionku for you...

December ignites 
Wait of optimism....
Does love and hate meet halfway?

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