Rhythmic Stories October 25, 2020

Come November

Come November
I always remember

When I was small
I did have it all

A big pile of leaves to jump in back then
Being outside we never wanted to go in

There was so much laughter
It filled up our rafters

The smell of rolls baking in the oven
Knowing mom made 3 or 4 dozen

At night daddy made popcorn balls
He made them for us every fall

At night we piled around the old black and white
We could stay and watch tv as long as we didn’t fight

Mama, daddy, brothers, and sisters it just felt right
Being all together on those cool November nights

Come November
I always remember

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