( copyright Kelly Dickinson 2021)
Artist Judith Yates
Orb of gold , gently croons….
a song of owl , the cry of loon!
Time of reaping what was sewn .
A reckoning for each his own.
The wild things hear it’s chilling call.
A proclamation of the Fall!
Brilliant ball of golden light,
announcing an autumnal sight!
Across the hayfield’s softly strewn…
We gather up the harvest moon.
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