November's Creep
November creeps along its arctic edge
Wild roses tense their petals in rebuke
They were warned when budding in October
Their loving sun would soon abandon them
Yet still they stand their faces turned full pink
As slowly buzzing bees sweet nectars seek
Last call amid the leafless prickly branches
The tenacity of life, lessons to teach
Soft petals dance with oak and maple
Swept up in the aura of the chill
Intertwine to form a compost blanket
November frost will quickly tuck them in
For roses are but nature’s thorny kiss
Placed on coming Winter’s stinging cheek
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