November Rain

The skies grow heavy, the clouds converge,
November whispers, a soulful dirge.
Raindrops kiss the earth so cold,
Telling secrets, stories untold.

Leaves once golden, now scattered and bare,
Dance in the rain, caught in the air.
A quiet melancholy fills the lane,
In the gentle rhythm of November rain.

Puddles reflect a muted sky,
Dreams dissolve as moments fly.
The chill wraps close, yet soothes the soul,
Filling the cracks, making us whole.

In the patter, there’s a tender grace,
A fleeting joy, a soft embrace.
November rain, you wash away pain,
Cleansing hearts, again and again.

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