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It steals along the morning vale
The dewdrops of the autumn mist
And through its curtain the sun shines pale
Along riverbank it will persist
Then softly blows the wind of morn
Over bounteous fields kissed with sun and rain
And whispers in the ears of wheat and corn
Harvest time is here again
It tosses the head of majestic tree
Plucking colored gems from its crown
Where from the branches falling free
The autumn leaves come winging down
And now there is unceasing toil
From morning sun ‘til harvest moon
To gather the bounty from the soil
For winter days are creeping soon
The dewdrops of the autumn mist
And through its curtain the sun shines pale
Along riverbank it will persist
Then softly blows the wind of morn
Over bounteous fields kissed with sun and rain
And whispers in the ears of wheat and corn
Harvest time is here again
It tosses the head of majestic tree
Plucking colored gems from its crown
Where from the branches falling free
The autumn leaves come winging down
And now there is unceasing toil
From morning sun ‘til harvest moon
To gather the bounty from the soil
For winter days are creeping soon
~ A piece of Harvest Time, a poem by Colin Moffett
a beautiful poem evoking the smells and sights of harvest time!
ReplyDeleteIt's a beautiful poem for this season, very pretty.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely poem and just perfect for this time of year. I haven't heard it before. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteLyrical and picturesque - thanks for sharing! <3
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