Month 12

On the 1st of December,
I walked by the sea
and came home sweating
under my coat.
Tonight, as I write
this poem, rain pours
outside. Its pounding
on my window. I'm cozy
under my blankets with
the heating pad on
my back and fuzzy socks
warming my toes.
It's been a week filled
with both good and bad,
feeling really thankful
heading into the last
month of this life-
changing year.