November Came
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James McLain
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November Came at Last;
Leaves turn too dance their dance.
Moving off each limb, began that fall.
Hearing night before it came, strayed winters snow.
Over head against the sun and off they fly.
While 'Geese fly through the clouds.
Through each leaf again was I, for you.
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