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.
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That is lovely x
That was lovely Suzy6, I could do with hibernating now till the summer comes back. Not a winter person, see a bit of sun, and think I'm ten men and can tackle anything. Nannyb xx
Paddy 18 that is lovely to read
Really nice Suzy. M x
Nice poem Suzy6, reminds us winter has begun
One more reason to hibernate!!!
Beautiful Suzy. Winter does have it's good points, although we tend to forget them.
Like it Suzy6!
My Grandkids,always say,there dream is to see a white Christmas! We always have a very hot one, not quite the same! xx
Very good, enjoyed that .X
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Re earlier post on different forum.
COPD and general anaesthetic
Help I haven’t got a clue COPD advice please
Accute & Chronic Lung Inflammation?
Sounds like Rice Krispies upon waking
