It is smell like November by Ann Wood
Fragrance of November...Smells like November. And in a colorful autumn.
Of soft warmth, of home, of silence.
I prepare to meet them easily,
it's harder for me to keep them...
They come and go then quickly,
months change their places.
They separate, but in fact quickly connect,
people's cold frozen hearts.
I also smell delicious warm pumpkin,
sprinkled with cinnamon, walnuts and honey...
There she is peeking out from the stove,
and then quickly ends, line by line.
A cup of tea smells herbal, aromatic.
Delicious cookies with milk (and coffee).
The fireplace has a warm, golden flame...
He warms our hands, intertwined two at a time.
It smells like candles, like red wine.
Romance... Piano... D minor.
I love that there is love in autumn...
I love the beauty in the autumn yard.
So be November when it comes. Let's!
I'm here waiting for him. With love. With grace.
I put on my vest in the cold now.
Hello November! Enter my world!
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2022-10-31 at 21:08
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