Help November go out with a Wisper…










The reason for the season is near.





That friend with ski gear…





The mother with a no sneer…





Or you my dear, to be so clear!





That we hold you all in our mirror.





As our force of life.





That which will last to our last.





Together and sincere a blast of fresh air.





Now and in the calendar again.





From which we will never refrain!





KDG