Poem for December Part VIII

Albert Chang
Yes.

We are near the end of December.

Ha ha!

The stairwells won't shrink like last year!

The bottles will flow like wine!

With eight lines we extend our olives,

Reaching out to black shoes.

Soon, the end of the month of December!

That's why we count so softly!

Published by Albert Chang

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