November is
Spiteful and beautiful
Sometimes boasting
Cold but giving
Adorned in her favorite jewelry
Ruby and Amber leaves
Saphire night skies
She dabs her favorite perfume
On her slender neck
Cinnamin
Nutmeg
Pumpkin Rind
And waits for her husband, December
To ride in on his cold
White Stallion
And take her away
In an icy breath
And a frost-kiss on her cheek
Superb!
Starward