Come To The Harvest
By Gail McNaughton, September 4, 2012
Come to the harvest,
And stay with us forever.
Sit at our table,
And find comfort in friendship.
Be one in spirit,
As the bounty of what we grow,
Is shared by all.
The leaves gently falling,
Are a reminder that,
A season of Thanksgiving is upon us,
And that winter is just around the corner.
It is time for roast turkey, pumpkin pie,
Turnips, squash, potatoes and apples,
All sewn up it makes a wonderful harvest meal.
Our lives are bountiful,
And the markets filled with produce,
Remind us that we are rich,
With the rewards of our labour,
And our attention to the crops,
That we have nurtured,
With love in our hearts for the land,
And the people we serve.
It is our intention to feed our families, and communities,
And this is the mantra of the farmer,
And why we invest our time.
So come to the harvest,
And stay with us forever.
Sit at our table,
And find comfort in friendship.
Be one in spirit,
As the bounty of what we grow,
Is shared by all.
