A Poem

November in Door County

No sunset cruise, no Cherry Train,
No gentle, soft, refreshing rain;

No trilliums, no daffodils,
No biking up those long steep hills;

No insect bites, no sandy toes,
No tourists lining up in rows;

No bumblebees, no butterflies,
No sailboats slicing sunny skies;

No flowers in bloom, no birds that sing,
No heavy traffic lingering…

November!