“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.”
~
Clyde Watson
6 comments:
Beautiful burnished shades of autumn!
Dreamy color and face combination in autumn colors.
Beautiful shades of autumn, Deann. Take a bow, my friend.
Beautiful art, and the poem is marvelous. It captures autumn to perfection!
Oh such a beautiful piece. The poem is so awesome.
Mine is up.
another masterpiece of blended images! love! xo
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