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Harvest

Its once again that time of year 
when fruit is at its sweetness
Nuts swell bursting full of flavour
lovely hazel, walnut and almonds.
Just waiting for us to gather them
sweet smells  of cakes in the oven

Cookies too a lovely golden brown.
Apples such a rich beautiful colour
grains of oats, wheat and perfect rye
berries too so plump and very juicy
there's no other season giving so much
no wonder our pantry's brim with fullness.

We gather them up with great glee
watering savouring mouths are waiting.
these goodies will carry us through
while the snows of winter drag along.
Tucked up, fires blazing, we sigh 
whilst enjoying each and every bite

autumnfruitfree verse

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 10/10/2023 1:09:00 PM

i imagine my mother as a little girl and seeing the actual harvest being brought in by her father, who was an Iowan farmer. It's sure a wonderful time of the year that you portrayed

Eve Roper

Date: 9/30/2023 1:30:00 PM

It sounds good. The smell of bake goods. Great imagery and feel in your poem. Many blessings

Shadow Hamilton
Date: 10/2/2023 4:10:00 AM

Hi Eve so mice to see you. ty for visiting and commenting. Hugs Shadow

Christina Bowring

Date: 9/26/2023 5:56:00 AM

This is a lovely autumnal poem Shadow. You can almost smell the cakes and cookies! So much to be grateful for at this time of year. I particularly loved the last three lines. You have captured a delightful scene. Wishing you a glorious, colourful autumn :):)

Shadow Hamilton
Date: 9/26/2023 8:48:00 AM

aw ty Christine such lovely comments hugs Shadow