November, you gave me your streaming beautiful pinkish hues through my curtains.
A lasting remainder on the feast of St. Andrew.
November, you granted me wishes fulfilled and creative bliss.
November, you introduced me to new friends and rekindle with those lost so long ago.
November, you taught me wellness of body, mind and soul.
For these are far greater treasures that will sustain me throughout this life.
November, you enabled me to see things past any rose colored glasses.
For not everything and everyone is always so true.
November, your lessons will remain with me as I walk into December.
© Mary Anne Abdo

What a lovely poem, thank you for sharing it with the challenge, Mary Anne.
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Thank you 😊
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