December, once again

Dry airs are your best emissaries

They send fine dust flying into our eyes, 

And some minute debris thru the window curtains

Heralding your descent, welcome O December! 
By the corner, under the trees shed

We gather to feel your fresh breeze, 

Feeling the tree leaves dance happily

Tumbling they went, falling with joy
The sun is hot, but the breeze mild

The sands loose, but our foot firm

The birds sing like always, 

They fly away in the evenings
And then the aging clouds, 

And traveling sun set says it all
Welcome O December, welcome!