Plains Harvest
The plains have become a quilted patchwork
Dotted with combines, tractors and trucks
the fall harvest is loaded in the bins
Harvest complete for another season
The evenings now pick up a chill
The sun's light fades earlier with seasonal change
Birds that adorned the trees have taken flight
Heading south with early mornings light
Flocks of birds gather near watering holes
Finding bits of grain left on the fields
The greenery of summer fades into past
While autumn's bold colors show
Leaves cascade to the earth below
Soon to be covered by winter's snow.
10/8/13
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