HARVEST
My waves of grain
are especially amber
this morning. I can
hear the harvest
creaking toward the
barn. I reap what I
sow, feed a
little to the
livestock,
then eat the
rest myself.
I love to watch
the lilies in the
field spin and toil.
Friday, August 19, 2011
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