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Harvest Time

Honey combs swollen..sticky and sweet Apples candied or chopped for mince meat Raisins dried from my Daddy's grape vine Verily I say.. it's again harvest time.. Eager for Winter and sun shortened days Storehouses busting we bring in the strays Tilling and tending ... the work and the grime Toiling and teamwork.. we receive Harvest time.. Intervals of hours.. of weeks and years Miles of work.. with blood.. sweat and tears.. Every time to a season.. every season for a time ~With our hearts full of gladness.. we celebrate Harvest Time!

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