Sadness of November
Nights bring longer darkness, all I want to do is sleep,
Outside the weather worsens, the snow will soon be deep.
Vines heavy with grapes await to be made into ice wine,
Each headache after, is worth it, from the nectar so sublime.
Making pumpkin pie and sipping apple cider - ACHOO!
Better make chicken soup too, now I’ve got the Flu.
Everything is warning me that old man winter is on its way,
Recognizing this sad reality, oh yes, its also another birthday!
Written by Lee Ramage
August 30, 2011
For Carol Brown’s contest
“Fall is around the corner”
Won 2nd place
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