Blood on the Page - the Poetry of Chris Cavanova: Harvest Time

Saturday, October 7, 2006

Harvest Time

"The Harvest is ready," said the Master to his men, As he examined the stalk and its yield, The sun’s going down with a yawn and a grin, And a shadow falls thick on the field, The men settle in for a well-earned rest, For tomorrow they rise with the sun, And they’ll labor all day by the sweat of... Sign in to see full entry.

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