November
November sets emerald leaves ablaze,
igniting flames of scarlet and cerise.
And long nights overshadow shorter days,
as Nature unveils Autumn's masterpiece.
Scarecrows are left guarding empty gardens:
as Jack Frost's brush colors the dying leaves.
And two Thanksgiving turkeys get pardons:
while Fall's brisk breezes strip the trees, like thieves.
Autumn adopts an orange undertone
as the fields are gleaned and canopies thinned.
And as naked trees get stripped to the bone,
skeletal branches rattle in the wind.
December triggers the death throes of Fall,
whereas flowers start to shrivel and die.
And the geese fly south, with a honking call:
trumpeting, that Winter will soon drop by.
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