the flowing splendors of november
The city bus social club presents

All for thine heart only

The flowing sunsets of November

flowing splendors of november
the mind so fond remembers
sunset and sunrise

Daughter of September
tumbling leaves dismembered
morning glory to evening splendor

Stacked in heaps
beside the furrowed fields
Turned to golden brown

All the verdant meadows
like smiles from forlorn frowns
Gods november gown

rose tinted sunrise
cheery bright enflamed
God's loss in flame refound

Conceived in november
Born in august or september
The flowing sunsets of November

By assisi

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