My favorite season is fall. My favorite anthology/collection is “One Thousand Beautiful Things” that my dad passed on to me.
And my favorite poem in the book is “The Mist and All.” I’m sure I’ve shared it on my blogs before but here it is again because today is a misty November day and this poem washes it in loveliness.
The Mist and All
by Dixie Willson
I like the fall
The mist and all
I like the night owl’s lonely call
And wailing sound
Of wind around
I like the gray
November day
And bare, dead boughs that coldly sway
Against my pane
I like the rain
I like to sit
And laugh at it
And tend my cozy fire a bit
I like the fall
The mist and all
The Tuesday Prude (aka Anita Klumpers) 
If you shared it, dear Prude, I missed it! You’ve given me another reason to love the grey days of November and December!
I’ve always loved this poem, too! I haven’t read it in a long time. Thanks for sharing!