~*`IN THE CHILL OF NOVEMBER`*~
High above the mist of river valley
November winds begin to rhyme
It's singing time has arrived once more
To soar along the banks of time
Leaves dance within chilly winds
Pulled away from heart of life
Bare branches once a show of beauty
Now stands naked in winter strife
Scattering winds in a blanket of snow
Covers the ground without a sound
Painting pictures with Innocent white
Earth colors nowhere to be found
Soft is November Winds before a storm
Scurrying animals to listen in song
A warning signal of what is yet to come
In how to survive all winter long
