November

It's November already.  For me, Nov is like a "bridesmaid" - young, beautiful, and glowing softly and  quietly outside of the lime light , waiting and accompanying the "bride", which is December..  This morning, I was thinking about this year, 2012, of the many things that had happened this year.  In the past I always try to do resolution for the new year.  This Dec, other than that, I would like to do a "farewell party" for the "old" year too. 

"How silently they tumble down
And come to rest upon the ground
To lay a carpet, rich and rare,
Beneath the trees without a care,
Content to sleep, their work well done,
Colors gleaming in the sun.

At other times, they wildly fly
Until they nearly reach the sky.
Twisting, turning through the air
Till all the trees stand stark and bare.
Exhausted, drop to earth below
To wait, like children, for the snow."
- Elsie N. Brady, Leaves