Harvest Poem by Sitabz Garg
Harvest
A feast on your honour
Gold, silver and our first harvest
I also give to you my only son,
firstborn.
Treat him well
Paint your walls with
flowers from his blood
Leaves, buds and thorns in red.
I give to you a white lamb,
A first born too.
Monday, June 18, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: art,blood,death,devotion,emotion,faith,harvest,lost,love,reap
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