November Dreams
A marquee of stars dims, to beckon early winter’s stage;
Reflecting crunched flowers in ghastly hues, detached from their limp boughs.
The nightfall drapes hush of serenity , as flakes soothe trees’ nest.
Andrea Dietrich's October Bliss or November Dreams
10/09/2014
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2014
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