Shy November looked outwith her eyes puddle-gray.I peeked in and whispered, Come on...want to play? By personifying the months of the year, the author of this exuberant poem brings to life the capricious feelings of friendship-- from children's quarrels to their flights of fancy. We see, through the eyes of a child, the way a friendship ebbs and flows with the changing seasons. Beautifully illustrated, pensive, and filled with boundless energy, October...