A Winter Poem

Where the dark sea meets the sky
Strewn with stars reflected in the mirror
Of the waveless ocean's depths
Meet me and we'll run together
To the ending of the world
In a dance of endless circles
Like the dances of the spheres
And the endless, measured turning
Of the twelve months of the year.

The first semester is drawing to a close, and with the end of the semester comes the usual stress and mounds of work to finish.

Don't get too bogged down, though. Winter Ball is just around the corner to provide some much-needed down time. Go with a date or convince a few friends to come along and enjoy a delicious meal, dancing, talking, eating, and of course, awesome formal attire.

Hope to see you there!

Lucy R.