November 1st

The morning was in darkness.

Halloween had come and gone.

I was betting on the chances.

That something bright had shone.

Mist was drifting on the highway.

It was coming from the lakes.

Soon the cold won’t go away.

And we’ll be shivering with the shakes.

But today there will be blessings.

Might not know just what they are.

The dreamers are still dreaming.

In the hopes that they’ll go far.

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