	*November Song* Tree branches now bare.. Arms lifted up in a Thanksgiving prayer. Harvest now safely in... Except, for some overlooked apples left; blowing in the wind In the kitchen smells abound... And people find themselves homeward bound. Families gathering together... In spite of treacherous weather. November's song one of Thanksgiving... Rejoicing in abundant living... Thankful to be with those we Love... As we give thanks to God above.
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Tree branches now bare..
Arms lifted up in a Thanksgiving prayer.
Harvest now safely in...
Except, for some overlooked apples left;
blowing in the wind

In the kitchen smells abound...
And people find themselves homeward bound.
Families gathering together...
In spite of treacherous weather.

November's song one of Thanksgiving...
Rejoicing in abundant living...
Thankful to be with those we Love...
As we give thanks to God above.