For Mother Combs six-line, six word November Rain challenge:
The bitter sting of November rains
cannot distract me from the promise
that, as trees shed their leaves,
if my soul sheds its smile,
it will bloom again in Spring.
Turns out I can't count either, since my six-line poem has only 5 lines. And no, I'm not changing it.
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