November
No other month dresses nature in such beauty of fiery colors
Or hears so much prayer in thanksgiving as the one in autumn.
Verses come naturally, blessed by bountiful harvest even as
Embers of Indian summer bring special memories with warmth.
Many songs are written as cold days approach and more will
Be born for the wonder of the cycle of life, as words we find
Embraced within the artist’s heart, happy with homecoming;
Remaining there not for long, words find freedom in a poem.
09 August 2015
Copyright © Kp Nunez | Year Posted 2015
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