December 30, 2025

day 353

This was the sky early this morning, and today’s glimmer. Sometimes a glimmer takes my breath. Just a few days to go before we bid farewell to 2025. I shall not miss this year…not one bit.

high wind advisory 

winter winds howl rattling the roof
shaking tree limbs to breaking
tearing a path through moonlit clouds 
tomorrow we’ll assess the damage
in the stark light of dawn, but tonight 
we’ll lose ourselves to dreams
cool whispers tossing our hair 
while tickling our ears with nothing sweet

~kat

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.

✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

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