“November” by Alice Carey – Printable Poetry
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“November” by Alice Carey The leaves are fading and falling;The winds are rough and wild;The birds have ceased their calling–But let me tell you, my child, Though day by day, as it closes,Doth darker and colder grow,The roots of the bright red rosesWill keep alive in the snow. And when the winter is over,The boughs …