Wednesday, November 20, 2013

November comes
And November goes,
With the last red berries
And the first white snows.

With night coming early,
And dawn coming late,
And ice in the bucket
And frost on the gate.

The fires burn
And the kettles sing,
And earth sinks to rest
Until next spring.
~Clyde Watson

2 comments:

Daisy said...

Very nice! That describes this time of year so perfectly.

Trish said...

Yes, November is the end of fall and the beginning of winter. I love it! It's such an underrated month.