A Bountiful Harvest Poem by Joseph T. Renaldi

A Bountiful Harvest

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Remember the blooming clover and flowers,
And fields of golden, ripening grain,
Swaying unsteadily to and fro,
Quivering in a gentle summer rain.

Remember the vast and enchanted highland,
Adorned by an assortment of colorful leaves,
And the richly, golden bounty galore,
Harvested by farmers and placed in sheaves.

Remember when the twilight shadows deepened,
And you uttered a simple and grateful prayer
For all the remnants of a bountiful harvest,
And the bounty you were always willing to share.

Remember that a natural source cast a spell,
And the days and weeks passed swiftly by.
The Autumn season quickly changed to Winter,
And the snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

Remember the tintinnabulation of the church bells,
Alerting all moral people to faithfully pray
To thank the Almighty for a bountiful harvest,
And to help sustain them through every frigid day.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Patricia Grantham 16 May 2013

This is a really beautiful poem. Crops are harvested and flowers that bloom are things that add colors and beauty to the earth. A painter can put brush strokes on canvas but God shows his in nature. I loved this one.

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Ebi Robert 26 January 2012

My love for romantic lines is romantic. Please, do more of this.

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Joseph T. Renaldi

Joseph T. Renaldi

Frackville, Pennsylvania
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