An Autumn HarvestA Poem by NevilleOn a good day every vessel shall be filled to more than overflowing & at the end of a good day there be much rejoicing in the fields......An Autumn Harvest Come hither and tarry Mid these wind fallen apples Come hither and tarry While they’re strewn all
around Come hither and gather Them swiftly my lover Before they do bruise on the Parched autumn ground Use your pinny and shawl Your basket and boots lass Come gather wind fallen apples As they do lay all around Use your hat and your dress Your coat and my barrow And fill to the top girl The old cider maker’s press In this drought in this valley Come hither and tarry Come gather wind fallen apples And true…. Then stack em all proud And pile em all neat girl To slake the hunger and thirst Of they who work in the fields
gall Then come hither and tarry Mid these wind fallen apples Come hither and dally So we may one day yet marry In an orchard in autumn Just ripe for the picking Sweet wind fallen apples And so bloomin true …… © 2018 NevilleAuthor's Note
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10 Reviews Added on September 12, 2018 Last Updated on September 12, 2018 AuthorNevilleGone West folks....., United KingdomAboutSometimes my imagination get's the better of me and then the pen takes over .. more..Writing
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