Autumn's Bounty
Autumn's bounty now waits in the fields.
Sowers and keepers of the crops are
Now replaced by energetic reapers.
Dry and ready for the combine;
Brown and ripe for the harvesting;
The corn to feed the world;
The soybeans to ease hunger;
Cotton to cloth all mankind.
Like a kid fixated in wonderment,
I stop and stare along the roadside;
Observing massive machines of steel,
Rolling along the dusty fields,
Cutting and threshing and separating
the seed from the hull; corn from cobs.
The big rigs are loaded and heading
to the storage bends and buyers.
091622PS
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