Cooler nights
and shorter days,
falling leaves
then skies get gray.
But cozy nights,
hot chocolate-drinks,
a blazing fire
good books to read.
Snowmen made
and angels too,
then reindeer sounds
upon my roof.
Families gather once again
for both Thanksgiving
and Christmastime.
As year-end thoughts
require change,
resolutions
are borne again;
to soon report
few reach their goals,
but many others…
have lost their hope.
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