“New Year books”

On shelves asleep through winter’s hush,  
The spines await the January rush—  
Fresh tomes in jackets gold and bright,  
Their stories wrapped in frosty light.  

A ribbon slips from chapter’s start,  
Resolves and dreams within my heart:  
A journal crisp with hopes untold,  
A classic friend both wise and old.  

Biography of starry fame,  
Adventures wild I cannot name,  
A cookbook’s page of ginger steam  
To feed the gentlest winter dream.  

Pages flutter, worlds begin—  
Grand empires rise and fall within  
A single chair, a single night,  
Lit gently by the firelight.  

Each word a wish, each tale a door  
To hearts and hands and years before.  
Through sleet and snow, through joy and gloom,  
New Year’s books bring spring to every room.

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