Frost

Happy New Year!

Frost

 

Time for change.
Change of bird flown away.
I close my pen, time is now, time for new ink to arrive.
Like closing the day in the evening, thus, I can see new day arriving.
Bright light overcomes, creating new and exhilarates.
Excitement lies near the surface.
New and wide tomorrow is waiting.
Touch the future that is arriving.

Happy New Year!