Harvest Bounty
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Harvest Bounty
Season of harvest, horn of plenty;
Tiller of soil reaping the fields:
Grains and legumes, hay and vegetables,
Fruits and plants, gourds and melons;
Filling silos, barns, pantries, and cellars.
Grapes abound, on vines climbing trellises;
And plump, red tomatoes dangle from stakes
While apples’ grapple, to keep from falling,
And livestock fatten on pastoral grasses.
Reaper of fields to feed the many.
Crops quenched by rains and meandering streams
Are ripened under the inexhaustible sun;
And spring forth produce abundance in season,
Cornucopia spilling over Autumn goodness.
Copyright © Dennis Spilchuk | Year Posted 2021
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