November Thrill
Novice shadows cross a molten Moon
Just to discover the rising Sun.
Varying hues of burgundy soon
Emerge and layer patterns that stun.
Marbled marquise clusters of low light,
Bejeweled stars ever fade away,
Evanescent, ethereal sight
Receding in the bright light of day.
Thanksgiving the holiday that marks
Harvest’s end with bountiful blessing.
Reverently thank God with remarks
inviting His goodness expressing.
Life is sustained throughout harsh Winter.
Long nights await Spring to re-enter.
Copyright © Linda Alice Fowler | Year Posted 2020
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