You, with your long shadows and crisp mornings,
sodden mist and silver fog, Farewell.
Your extravagance of squashes,
lingering blooms and falling leaves,
are but a Memory now.
A Memory fondly added to Memories of other Novembers,
other silvery, foggy, extravagant Novembers.
1 comment:
Lovely pictures, Beth! Thanks for sharing them with us.
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