The year's twilight
Drifts across our bow
Setting the sun
Across the seeds that we sow

We hope for
Better next year
And end to our tears
The cure to our fears
Or the strength to
Just bear

But Fate smiles
With a smirk
Oh so sly
Tossing our plans
On the breeze
Passing by

For November is fleeting
And our dreams are
But driftwood
Crushed by the tides
Of Life

This is my entry for the WattpadPoetry November contest, based on the prompt 'November is fleeting'. I hope you like it!

I'm also entering it into the PoetsPub fab Poem A Week challenge!