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November

November you entered with gale strong winds Blowing snow and spitting cold rain You hid the sun behind dark gray clouds Dampening my spirits as the day crawled on Dreary and mundane like evening dusk You sprinkled gloom before afternoon Snow slowly drifted and touched earth Giving the month of November new birth

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Arthur Vaso

Date: 4/19/2014 11:52:00 PM

You so well described how we all feel about this time of year!!!! Great write!!

Monterey Sirak

Date: 11/9/2013 9:06:00 AM

Beautiful! Perfect description of November. We are getting the rains, but I am waiting for the lovely snow.

Robert Pettit

Date: 11/6/2013 4:34:00 PM

The only reason why I like the month of November is that my birthday is the twenty-first day of that month. You have described the typical weather expected of November very well here.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 11/6/2013 3:59:00 PM

thanks for your recent comments, and it sounds like you got about as many trick or treaters as we did.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 11/6/2013 3:58:00 PM

you really caught the essence of NOvember. this is just how it is in Utah!!

Jerry Bolton

Date: 11/5/2013 8:09:00 PM

Ahhh . . . The fall of the year makes me smile. Of course I live in the deep South, and don't have to deal with blizzards, although about every ten years we get a little of the white stuff. Sorry the weather has given you the blues.

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 11/5/2013 12:03:00 PM

- Nice to read about "your" November, how you feel in your body and mind - My latest poem is also about the same topic. - Proficient written Phyllis dear friend. - Have a great day (in November) - oxox // Anne-Lise :)