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December - Carol Ann Duffy

The year dwindles and glows
to December's red jewel,
my birth month

The sky blushes
and lays it cheek
on the sparkling fields.

Then dusk swaddles the cattle,
their silhouettes
simple as faith.

These nights are gifts,
our hands unwrapping the darkness
to see what we have.

The train rushes, ecstatic,
to where you are,
my bright star.