This day in November, the twenty-sixth,

One month before Christmas, the rain pours outside.

North, my grandchildren live, east, their

Great-grandmother. One time, one place.

Eternity. What was and will be.

Restrained. A rose that blooms.

Leisurely, the present appears.  

One month before Christmas, the rain pours outside.

North, my grandchildren live, east, their

Great-grandmother. One time, one place.

Eternity. What was and will be.

This day in November, the twenty-sixth,

Eternity. What was and will be.

Restrained. A rose that blooms.

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