Gift

Gift

A 
Late
Morning
Glory 
Has 
Bloomed
In 
The
October
Gloom 
And
Chill,
Giving
Me
A 
Thrill. 
Through
My
Wintry
Troubles,
Hope
Rises
Like
Bubbles
In
Wine,
And
Revives
Mine.
Though
I may
Fail,
Nature
Will 
Prevail
And
Bring,
If
I look,
A
Sweet
Remembrance
Of
Spring.