NovemberA Poem by Sarah MarieThe air is crisp, And the breeze is strong In the tawny November. The leaves are changing As are the people Who cannot help but remember What has been said And what has been done In the past year; Some was good, And some was regretful- Yet many give a cheer For such a happy time And a beautiful time, A time to give thanks For all that has been given- From family to friends To being alive and awake. One cannot help but remember The times with laughs And those with smiles; The times with tears And deep frowns Which happen once in awhile. Family is forever, Perhaps the first prayer Of otherwise lonely gratitude; Friends are strength And weakness, the true test Of a friend that is true. The coolness and the chill Of the world is in the wind But not in hearts, November a time To make amends Or make new starts- For change and forgiveness, For happiness and glee- No better reason to be grateful. Dreams and goals And burdens and in-laws Are but a few handfuls That can be treasured And appreciated And shockingly praised For at least a while, For maybe a lifetime Or maybe just a day. A time for calm, A time for fellowship, And a time for joy, The cool November Can warm the shoulder Of any girl or boy- No better time To remember or give thanks For toil, confusion, and strife; Family, friends, and foolishness; Pride, peace, and patience; Or simply thought and life.
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4 Reviews Added on November 8, 2012 Last Updated on November 8, 2012 AuthorSarah Mariemy own world...come visit me!, SCAboutAspiring starving artist: Bachelor's degree in English, minor in professional writing, concentration in writing, unofficial concentration in British literature...2017 more..Writing
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