December girls stand arrow-straight, wear
winter white, carmine and black, cool
colors for red-hot thinkers, the doers
in the darkest part of the year’s final
gasp. December girls love with fierce
ambition and deep commitment, spend
themselves on soul causes. They draw
Sagittarian bows, release the fletched
and sacred darts toward future fate
not yet revealed, set their sights
on a higher plane and soar, unsullied
into the coming year.
May you join this December girl in welcoming a new year, new ventures, and new reasons to sally forth like female Quijotes, to leave our mark, however small, upon the larger canvas.