Illness

In this quiet room Illness wraps me like a shroud Solitude my guest Paolo Driussi

JANUARY WANES

Frost clings to the dawn,

Short days linger, cold and grey,

January wanes.

Paolo Driussi

Eight Years

In the silent sky,

A star shines for you,

Dear one,

Eight years,

Love endures

Paolo Driussi.

 Happy Heavenly Birthday

In the quiet bloom, Her smile, a gentle whisper, Forever with us. Paolo Driussi.

 Christmas is over

Christmas lights fade Tinsel in the gutter now Silent winter night Paolo Driussi

 December 23rd

Winter's breath so near Solstice past, the days now grow Silent night, calm peace Paolo Driussi

 December

Winter's breath arrives Pages of the year turn crisp Silent, snow reads on. Paolo Driussi.