November Becomes Our Attitude
by Michael Doyle

Looking through the warmth of my window
My eyes chase after the moonlight shadows
Stopping to soak in the colors along the way
I'm excited to think about the coming next day

Like a final curtain, November answers the call
In a shortness of days that leads to star fall
Filling the nighttime skies that blissfully tantalize
The year sparkles to a close before our grateful eyes

November quietly arrives to become our attitude
Hearts lighten as the season brings new gratitude
With the turning of the calendar's thin pages
We know our faith is as solid as the rock of ages

There are a lifetime's joys that we openly share
Echoed memories of pleasure dream away our cares
Cinnamon sugar dusts the edges of our apple pie
We relish the beauty of change right before our eyes

Sleigh bells ring as off to grandmother's house we go
These fleeting moments never last, and yet we know
That these traces will always be held in our memory
As we keep Thanksgiving in our hearts full of family

Like a whisper, gold and crimson dance and unfurl
Twirling in the night's air as they gently swirl
First frost laces the traces as it kisses the ground
And the child in us all smiles at what we have found

(c) November 1, 2024   Michael Doyle
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