
#WordlessWednesday: Mooning Around

OLD YEAR’S EVENING
The old year’s evening falls
With streaks of copper light
On frozen hills.Plump little bird
Pecks one last nighttime seed,
Lamp after lamp
lights up in neighbour’s house.
Now Luna’s shining orb
Peeks past the ridge,
Rising on high
It lays a streak
Of silver on the lakeAs one more year
Draws to its close.
Happy Old Year’s Evening, and all the best for 2018!