Oktober, 2022

Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away

Lengthen night and shorten day

Every leaf speaks bliss to me

Fluttering from the autumn tree.

I shall smile when wreaths of snow

Blossom where the rose should grow

I shall sing when night’s decay

Ushers in a drearier day.

- Emily Brontë -

November, 2022

May your stuffing be tasty

May your turkey be plump

May your potatoes and gravy

have nary a lump

May your yams be delicious

May your pies take the prize

And may your Thanksgiving dinner

Stay off your thighs!

- Unknown -

December, 2022

Does the last month of the passing year

Have a feeling of regret?

I wonder if December hopes

That for a time we won't forget

When the Happy New Year comes bouncing in

With good luck in its youthful eye

I wonder if December hopes

That we will think of days gone by

- Lenore Hetrick -