Monday, November 9, 2015

November's Moody Blue

Novembers moody, brooding blue
Drips through limbs stripped of autumn’s hue
We would be blue and moody too 
If this is all there were

But we gather the early dark 
Like a love-song that strums the heart
 -Strings then we are not far apart
 From now and next summer 

Janet Martin~ 

Victoria and I took a walk in dusk's lowering blue...
Pics don't load here at night:(

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