Autumn Harvest


Country Road – Rustic Red Barn © 2016
Source: Country Road – Rustic Red Barn

Autumn Harvest

I dream of amber fields,
and chilly Autumn nights;
Of traveled country roads
where lonely dust clouds rise.

The graceful sound of peace,
as knees the farmer kneels;
A song of sweet release
and turning tractor wheels.

I dream of harvest yields
where crows have taken flight;
Of farmer’s hands which sowed
seeds ‘neath the Summer skies.

The smell of Autumn feasts
as Grandma cooks her meal;
Kneading loaves of wheat
holds such a sweet appeal.

I dream of tools to wield,
barn wood and firelight
as beasts graze in the fields.
I long for simpler times.

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