November's Solace

November arrives, in a cloak of serenity,

Autumn's tranquil repose, a moment of tranquility.

Leaves flutter gently, bidding farewell to the trees,

As November unveils its quiet expertise.

Crisp air whispers secrets, through fields and dells,

Nature's solace, in the melancholy it tells.

Muted colors paint the landscape, with grace,

As November's tapestry unfolds in a quiet embrace.

Warm hearths beckon, their flickering flames invite,

A sanctuary of coziness, on November's cold nights.

Reflections abound, as the year draws to a close,

November's solace, where introspection flows.

The geese take flight, in a V-formation above,

A symbol of journeys, hope, and love.

In November's stillness, we find solace's reprieve,

A time to reflect, to heal, and to believe.

Embrace November's calm, its gentle hold,

In its soothing presence, let solace unfold.

For within its tranquil depths, beauty resides,

November's solace, where peace softly resides.