LATE NOVEMBER (WPC: It’s Not This Time of Year Without)

The sun retires at 4 o’clock in this part of the world up north The branches, shorn of leaves, sport some snow for a new winter coat Forgotten apples, still crisp, shiver in the November sky And those who neither reap nor sow can feast just like you and I. At six o’clock it stillContinue reading “LATE NOVEMBER (WPC: It’s Not This Time of Year Without)”