Harvest
Go ahead and celebrate the harvest season
You drove the machines, you cut the grain
Plan a banquet, you don't need any reason
You plowed and sowed, even when in pain
You drove the machines, you cut the grain
Sun sizzled brightly to heat ocean's weather
You plowed and sowed, even when in pain
Sun, wind, and rain worked well together
Sun sizzled brightly to heat ocean's weather
Moist air rose high to form clouds in the sky
Sun, wind, and rain worked well together
Winds brought rain when fields were dry
Moist air rose high to form clouds in the sky
Seedlings grew rapidly in the misty sunshine
Winds brought rain when fields were dry
Farmland vacillates with its yields so divine
Seedlings grew rapidly in the misty sunshine
Amid the evening wind that eagerly blows
Farmland vacillates with its yields so divine
As steady rain from the skies willingly flows
Amid the evening wind that eagerly blows
Plan a banquet, you don't need any reason
As steady rain from the skies willingly flows
Go ahead and celebrate the harvest season
October 3, 2017
HM: Strand select S by Brian Strand
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