November Morning

Cobbled, Leaves, Slippery, Autumn, Wet, Wet Leaves
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Early November just after dawn

Too early for frost upon the lawn

Drizzle, and damp, and fallen leaves

Over looked by shedding trees

A mournful atmosphere to which to wake

With pandemics and elections

Our confidence to shake

But as dismal and dreary as it may seem

Let’s hope by Springtide it will pass

Like a fading bad dream


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