HAPPY NOVEMBER

Answer  to Helen Sarita poem

Let's sleep away November till the dawn of December, Where we will be merry one more time.. as we look at our children's faces.
As we wake in a golden era... looking for the sparkle, looking for the love...seeing those amazing eyes where all dreams visit.

A play, a presence with laughter, and her muse never let her down.. her muse listens to every heartbeat as angels tarry around, a timeless voice for all as we smile another smile laugh another laugh, her muse never let us down.

December of grace and happiness, love so true.
We wait with bated breath with a slight wind blowing in the night, kissing the angel's eyes.
In the mortal stars of the night...let's be jolly as we wait for her muse to complete the thought of who we are—our dear Helen. Let's just be.

Happy November turning into  December, the month of love.

Debbie Brooks (c)

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