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Harvest Moons

Harvest Moons

Indian summer’s green corn moon
Sighs a shy farewell – adieu -
Days pit-a-pat through a slowly closing door.

Amber autumn quietly knocks
In harvest hunter barley moons -
Frost blows air kisses through the keyhole.

8-4-21
Contest: Bite Size Poem #16
Sponsor: Line Gauthier

Copyright © Sam Kauffman

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