November Leaves

fall,fall upon thy and where have the sky sun gone?

wake me up and i find many drops of rain and the glow

of yesterday,today and tommorow all in a single smile

like a dial on a radio station the groove and beat hits

and never lets up from start to finish and i want

that movement and pulse of since of rhythm

in my mind over and over again

and yet holidays are upcoming

and faces shall frawn or smile

but the movements and moments

shall never be upside down

and that smell of a morning in November

awaits my soul