November is a good month overall. Set aside I was born in November under the sign of Scorpio we have the fun holiday of Thanksgiving! They year is some what different thus far. Not all the leaves have fallen and we had mild temperatures so far. We also have Al Saints Day, Day of the Dead (today), Mid Term Elections Nov 4th , Great American Smokeout Nov 20th. But we also have Black Friday. November is FULL of special days! November seems to be the month when we really transfer from summer to fall. The Winds and leaves falling. I have always enjoyed this month. I have been writing a couple new poems but need some polish on them. For today I will hare this poem with you Helen Hunt Jackson
Helen Hunt Jackson
This is the treacherous month when autumn days
With summer’s voice come bearing summer’s gifts.
Beguiled, the pale down-trodden aster lifts
Her head and blooms again. The soft, warm haze
Makes moist once more the sere and dusty ways,
And, creeping through where dead leaves lie in drifts,
The violet returns. Snow noiseless sifts
Ere night, an icy shroud, which morning’s rays
Will idly shine upon and slowly melt,
Too late to bid the violet live again.
The treachery, at last, too late, is plain;
Bare are the places where the sweet flowers dwelt.
What joy sufficient hath November felt?
What profit from the violet’s day of pain?
Poem is now Public Domain