Looking around for a bit of light
a quarter circle
the first thing.
yesterday is now last year
it was now. just then. just there~with you
**Joyeux Noel**
late rush. no place to stand and stare
playing oops!
today: there is dew in the ruffles
Spangling on new planted tufts
silencing past summer’s song
giving in to winter’s drum
Gill McGrath© December 9 Eye Spy dew






























