My January Man On the Moon

Fallen back on the snow on my birthday, I look into the sky
Catching the man on the moon smiling at me
A constant wink for billions, but I claim it momentarily.
As I make my waves in the frosty bed, I listen.
Hearing him say with a jovial empathy
“New year, my dear, so never fear, because I am always here!”
My icy angel made complete, cold outside and warm inside,
I gaze around January environment and think
Even when I’m cool, I’m beautiful.
I wink back, joyously smiling at my January man on the moon.