Twenty-twenty fades
into the shadows of history
it's about time
Winter Gnome laughing
as we trudge through his landscape
who gets the last laugh
as long as it stays cold, him
but we'll be laughing by spring
Anyone else sad
spending Christmas eve alone
thank you government
you've kept us safe and healthy
have a Merry Christmas
Turning the corner
we will start a brand new year
it won't be long now
the days will soon grow longer
and the snow might finally melt
Another late bloomer
enjoying the warm fall sun
counting the days till spring
one hundred twenty three
if you're counting
About November
days grow colder and leaves drop
nothing left to say
Thanksgiving as we knew it
has just been cancelled
On the path we took
fallen leaves beneath our feet
unknown around the bend
only one course left
forge on no turning back now
An empty park bench
waiting for weary hikers
won't you sit for a while
enjoy the vibrant colors
autumn has prepared for us
Throughout the forest
a dusting of fall color
magically appears
autumn has arrived on scene
and is redecorating