nights change, so do days

 moon is waxing
as this year wanes
but first
christmas brings family
 news breaking in the family
the lovliness of relationships kept dear
through distance and time;
 this moon surprised me
way before dawn
when i stepped out the back door into
weather borrowed from september
(too warm!)
and the ground eager for snow not coming for days
as el nino shakes up thinking and knowing
but old luna i know
hiding behind that falling-down black cherry by the barn.
luna waits, winking, saying
keep paying attention.
it is the easiest
and hardest
thing to do.