HARVEST HOME

By golden fields i remembered
Childhood days at harvest time

Sun warming earth’s rich offering
Stooks standing proud in fruitful stance

Men sitting by the buzzing hedge
Singing songs of victory

Stacks of food on plates of gold
Or so it seemed that joyful day

A party held in harvest field
A laughing dog joined in the fun

A rabbit ran the dog ran too
To shouts of “No” it halted there

The sky was blue that summer’s day
And hearts were glad that Harvest Home

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