December for me.

I want to live on a window sill soaked in sunlight.
I want to be a set of steps that welcomes everyone.
I want to be the diner that warms the christmas shopper.
I want to the lamp lighting the book.

I want to know the lamp post at the end of the street.
I want to make friends with the wreath hung on the door.
I want to spy on the dog sleeping under the tree.
I want to learn about the cookies on the counter.

These things.
Simple and quiet and perfect.
Perfect in pictures and perfect in person.
So mellowing to the summer ridden soul.