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Thanks Giving

Fleeting fall, first snow
quiet sleepy gray
November is
autumn’s final fling

A month almost forgotten
when robins and cedar waxwings
last birds of fall
forage leftover berries
before winter’s famine

Leathery leaves drift 
on windless days 
to carpet the earth
a portent of white drifts to come

November means feasting
contentment
grace and comfort
giving thanks 
for food, family, friends

A time of remembrance
for war’s end
and hope for peace

November is a state of mind

		--Carole Coates
		   November 2021

4 thoughts on “Thanks Giving”

  2. Your words are a description of the last day of November here in Western Montana…gloomy skies, trees bare of leaves due to a gusty wind that blew through the valley last week and antlered whitetail buck deer chasing does through the meadow below our house. I cheer for the does!

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