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November comes with colder air,
frost glistening, Thanksgiving fare,
bright asters, pumpkins, juicy plums.
With colder air, November comes.
December’s here with plans in tow
for Christmas feasts, tree lights that glow,
cantatas, carols, fireside cheer.
With plans in tow, December’s here.
On New Year’s Day, I celebrate.
Like others, I anticipate
great blessings. I rejoice and pray.
I celebrate on New Year’s Day.
© by Janice Canerdy.
Used here with the author's permission.
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Janice Canerdy is a retired high-school English teacher from Potts Camp, Mississippi. A poet since childhood, her work has appeared in numerous anthologies and journals, and she is the author or Expressions of Faith (Christian Faith Publishers, 2016). Janice is currently serving as president of the Mississippi Poetry Society and was honored to have been chosen as the Society's Poet of the Year.
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Darrell Arnold:
I hope there are three other such poems describing the other months of the year and that all are in one grand excellent poem. Such would make a beautiful children's book. I really like this poem.
Posted 11/07/2021 03:20 PM
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Tracers645:
I do love cold weather!
Posted 11/01/2021 07:17 PM
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Michael:
This poem is filled with wonderful images, colors, and hints of holiday fragrances. Nicely done, Janice.
Posted 11/01/2021 01:03 PM
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KateTompkins:
Well done reminder that there are good things in the cold, dark months.
Posted 11/01/2021 09:01 AM
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Rob:
Fun first line/last line switcheroo in each stanza!
Posted 11/01/2021 05:41 AM
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