Eternal November

                             November rose while increasing the cold,
                             It was my beginning- it was my end.
                             In the snow, I still hold you and grow old.

                             The fireplace fills with embers as I mend
                             From November with a glow on the snow.
                             It was my beginning- it was my end.

                             The heat melts ice from what I didn’t know;
                             I can see it now that I am removed
                             From November with a glow on the snow.

                             The warmth of the season has not improved
                             The pain in the puddle left by the melt,
                             I can see it now that I am removed.

                             In a new glow, I feel what I had felt,
                             It is new but the same as our last day,
                             The pain in the puddle left by the melt.

                             Months change but my memories always stay.
                             November rose while increasing the cold,
                             It is new but the same as our last day.
                             In the snow, I still hold you and grow old.