Harvest Festival

Food comes from the land

But also from above

Nourishment, goodies

Joy and love

Birds don’t work

And flowers don’t toil

Yet the birds, they still eat

And flowers bloom in soil

A harvest of hope

For those who have none

Whose troubles and woes

Are still far from gone

Through our heart and soul

We plant our seeds

We watch them wither or grow

Through all of our deeds

Let the abundance of crops

Be proudly on show

Now is the time

To reap what we sow

One comment

  1. Hey, you and Nick Cave agree.

    Now pay witness to Sonny’s burning
    Warming the damp and rotten seed
    Warming the damp and rotten seed
    That blooms into the demon flower
    Now fire and flowers both consume me.

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