Sweet November
“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.”
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.”
~Clyde Watson~
There is no denying it......November has arrived!
Time for the comfy, cozy quilts layered up on the bed for a warm and snugly sleep.
Comments
We are getting warm nights.
Hugs Kay