NOVEMBER
CALANDRA BEGAY
Subtracting the days on the calendar Faster than leaves falling in November The wind blows colder You can hear it in a picture The lantern can be seen a mile away but I’m here to stay Four seasons have passed And it is never the same The cold nights are finally cold The warm night is finally comfortable The knife is never dull Nothing is impossible I am forever yours
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