Twelve months to quantify , for each with a paradox ,  Days of sweet memories , reviewing as equinox , Some failures , some victories , some joy and sorrow , Leaving behind the facets , with better resolutions to follow . Thoughts of deeds that we have accomplished in the past ,  Images of loved ones swirling around in contrast , Thoughts of new acceptances  ,to begin as a start , Emotions with mixed reactions , emerging to outlast . Hopes springs inside with new opportunitie

Winter Winter ,oh ..the season so pure , The drops of sudden shiver , like a decent amour , As The fanciful whited scene, dispersed all over , Closing around the fireplace ,with thoughts to detour. Sprinkled whiteness on the leaves ,snowdrops on the street , What a  colorless miracle , astounding to grete, Delicate tiny flakes , rushing down the ground, All over the rooftops , and everywhere around . And the Soundless pain of blissful cold, as the sun goes down , Enters the e