November
Now the winter has arrived,
Our breath suspended in the cold winter air.
Very soon the snow will blanket the ground.
Early sunsets are no longer rare.
Morning's dark when we arise.
By the time work's done, its dark again.
Every glimpse of sun is a prize.
Rain is upon us now....snow and rain.
Copyright © Francine Roberts | Year Posted 2011
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