My Door County :
Poetry
November -
Nov 6, 2007 - 4:05:08 PM
There is always that last day,
the one you never want to see
and yet what is more beautiful?
This is the day before the day
when November settles in.
This is the day out in the woods
when last silver moths
are winging from moss to leaf,
the day of the last chorus
of swans in the bay.