Poem:Autumn Rain After Thanksgiving
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The rain spattering the window panes defines the night too early dark Late Autumn comes so quickly on. Not snow, but with a howling wind and battering rain that mark the time of the waning year
One holiday over, one more soon to come How quickly the seasons one by one pass by before one can take the time to fully enjoy the import of the burgeoning Spring, the brilliant Summer the glorious Fall, and not yet arrived, the dazzling glittering Winter, yet to come.