November brings changes

we were sitting on my hill

backs against a log

feet facing downhill to the fire

watching the last of the big logs burn down

my neighbour was sucking on another pint of my whisky

staring into the flames

I sighed some man its good to do this

the job has been driving me crazy I need to leave

he said nothing kept guzzling

& if I do that then all this may have to go….

looking around the black wide open sky

oh jeez fella you are so mawkish at times

y’are really bringing me down he moaned

I looked over watching him warm his bones

drinking my booze there at my fire

& suddenly he was right

the mawkish mood was gone

I’d be pleased to leave

this freeloading bum behind

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