Poetry Corner: November Time

by Jim Farfaglia

November Time

 

The days arrive later,

the sun breaking through the long night

to shine on frosted backyards.

 

From his highest perch

a songbird waits for daybreak.

Deep into the morning, he finally sings.

 

Leaves count down the days,

falling toward winter. They pile up,

the world a giant hourglass.

 

The clocks have been turned back

and we inch forward,

to a quieter time, a resting time.

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