November Days Poem

*So this is a poem I wrote for my mom's birthday. As you can probably tell by now, November is a very inspiring month for me. Plus, November combined with any other word makes for great titles. So it's really a win-win situation when I write about it, lol ;) Anyway, enjoy, and thanks for bearing with my rudimentary poetry skills :P*

Amber hues,
Golden waves,
Crashing through
Those windy days.

Sunset, shining,
Clouds of pink;
Daylight pining
For night’s dark ink.

Leaves are piling,
Days are shortening;
Children smiling,
Mom’s fear coughing.

You can think of ways,
Or understand:
November Days
Are more than grand.