afaerytalelife: November comes, and November goesWith the last red berries, and the first white snow
afaerytalelife: November comes, and November goesWith the last red berries, and the first white snows.When nights come early and dawn comes late,And there’s ice in the bucket and frost by the gate.The fires burn and the kettles sing,And earth sinks to rest until next Spring.— November, by Elizabeth Coatsworth.Artwork: November, by Kelsey Garrity Riley. -- source link
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