Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Thanksgiving

The year has turned its circle,
The seasons come and go.
The harvest all is gathered in

And chilly north winds blow.

Orchards have shared their treasures,
The fields, their yellow grain,
So open wide the doorway --
Thanksgiving comes again!
    ---Old Rhyme.

 

2 comments:

David C Brown said...

seedtime and harvest shall not fail!

C. Marie Byars said...

Yes, indeed, David. In fact, I have that verse as part of some earlier Biblical poetry, if you search by that tag or by seasons. God bless your Autumn!