Snowflakes create mosaics of moonlace. <br />They paint fantastic shadows on the glass. <br />A word or two accents the falling day. <br />Dusk flickers like a magic picture light. <br /> <br />The mood is older than Methuselah, <br />As ageless as a speech by Robert Byrd. <br />Time captures him in his Novemberness, <br />Eternal as the Appalachian frost. <br /> <br />For the Senator whose love of poetry is legendary.<br /><br />Sandra Fowler<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/novemberness/
