It has been a grey November day, Damp and cold. As we walked this morning I remembered this poem
November
(Thomas Hood, 1844 )
No sun - no moon!
No morn - no noon -
No dawn - no dusk - no proper time of day.
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member -
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds! -
November!
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