Winter Solstice

It’s the eve of winter solstice.

The longest night will soon be here.

I don’t care about shorter days.

It’s the darkness that I fear.

Not as bad now as it once was.

I’m bald and mostly grey.

I’m also not as curious.

About those things that people say.

I find myself in wonder.

About God and things afar.

And if I have what it takes to change?

Or leave things as they are?

Dennis Mantin

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