In November's embrace, the air turns cold,
A tapestry of amber, crimson, and gold.
Gratitude whispers through rustling leaves,
A reminder of the warmth that kindness weaves. 🍂
Give without seeking reward's sweet kiss,
Like the silent breeze, unseen but not amiss.
Paying it forward, a selfless art,
Sowing seeds of love from the generous heart. 🍀
Life's fleeting dance, a waltz so divine,
Cherish each moment, let your light shine.
No need for applause, in shadows or sun,
For love's greatest gift is the joy it's spun. 🍁
In the quiet of November's reflective grace,
Count blessings like stars in a boundless space.
Hold those around you, like the last autumn kiss,
For in love and gratitude, true richness is. 🍄
So let November be a canvas of care,
Painting a world where all burdens we share.
In the tapestry of days, both fleeting and vast,
Be grateful, give freely, and make moments last. 🌱
Maleika René for Mon Journée 💋
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