Harvest Fest Annual Autumn Fair
Harvest Fest’s Annual fair is the place we are heading today
Maisy my dog is totally excited, she loves the children.
My own are grown and have moved to cities far away.
Where the jobs are, away from their cousins and us.
The smells of fall are in the air – pumpkin, cinnamon, applesauce.
I am bringing homemade cider, apple cobblers and pumpkin pies.
Knowing that some customers will be eagerly looking for me.
I love this time of year, when I do not feel alone. Maisy wags her tail.
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