Harvest of a Season
Sweet the bounty imbuing the meadow
With ripened fruits, herbage, and oats,
And children raise their baskets under lush trees
To pick pluck nectar of mid-autumn’s regale...
While older folks round up for a grateful song
Delighting in tokens from the horn of plenty,
Where scent of crops brews on lit abodes
Until breaths deepen warmly upon fertile yield,
Relishing the heap from nature's soil.
~
Then reeling unto sunset's fest
Dusk imparts joyful revelry
As landscape blooms , a starlit crest
While Harvest moon enlivens earth.
~
In this rich season …
voices whisper, “ Oh praise be,
dear blessed heaven!”
For Kim Rodrigues' Cornucopia Contest
11/18/2017
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