November

Poem of the Month

Nov 15, 2024

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The branches are bare
Exposing old nests 
That were hidden
All summer long.
No birds darting
Back and forth,
No wide-mouthed babies
Clamoring for food.
A few stray red leaves
Are curled up instead
Filling the empty nest.

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