No sunburned noses at the beach

No crab apples just out of reach

No jasmine to infuse the breeze

No lavender to make us sneeze

No sandals piled outside the door

No evening strolls along the shore

No watching cats chase butterflies

No lemonade, no record highs

No counting ants, as they file past

No starlit skies, now overcast.

Even old folks can’t remember

Why it is, we have November.