"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 by the gate.
The fires burn
And the kettles sing,
And earth sinks to rest
Until next spring."
~~Elizabeth Coatsworth
3 comments:
I LOVE this picture and poem!!! The red berries and curly leaf are so pretty!!!
The poem is great! Great picture!
Love the poem and the beautiful red berry picture. Perfect poem for that picture!
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