settling into the big chair

really,

really, this year too is nearly

done.

how can that be,

i just

turned the page,

yesterday,

i used to be 21,

i used to be young.

i used

to be on the run,

on the go with friends,

and now i'm 

settled in this big chair

watching

the snow 

fall, sipping another

cup

of coffee,

a book in my lap,

eating a cinnamon raison

rum bun.