Thoughts Of December

Cold is the night air, that seeps through my sill,
Clear skies now, glimmer of stars forever,
Ruminations of my life, ebb and spill,
Here in my room, with thoughts of december..

I thought of my past, of my deeds and woes,
Of things i am thankful, and the things i am not,
Nostalgic i may be, only god really knows,
And the wiles of fate i knew i fought..

I thought of my present, full of uncertainty,
Of the things i had done that made me this way,
To live my life well, my steps with surety,
To find the right balance, and make it stay..

But what of my future, that i know not?
Of choices of consequence, of which door to take?
Mistakes are many, and oft hard to spot,
Afraid i may be, with so much at stake..

Life is a set of uneven rules,
That change and shift like a coming tide,
Fighting the waves like a drunken fool,
Unable to run, impossible to hide..

Oh, thoughts of December! i would say this,
That worry is not the thing for me,
Not all of life is meant for bliss,
The lessons are hard, but oft is free..

Perhaps from mistakes glory be made,
Or maybe understanding beyond the eyes,
In future perhaps, before memories fade,
Day by day, as the next year flies..