The trees are giving away
their green summer dresses
to October,
who first lights up
in a golden firework
before
leaving us standing
completely naked, and
given away -
to reckless November.
Whom breaks and tears
in all of us -
while we are trying to hold back.
Until we dead tired of fighting-
Surrenders.
to white and safe December,
whom securely guides us to the shore
of a new year.
To a blank and open January
whom we don´t know anything about
except that his name is;
Januari, and that he has opened his door
- for us.
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