We give thanks to the Lord for the harvest. <br />We give thanks to the farmers for the crops. <br />We eat the plants that God grew for us. <br /> <br />The hay bales are golden towers. <br />The church is laid out with our offerings. <br />The yellow combine is out. <br /> <br />We have made the spongy white bread. <br />We have cut the golden corn. <br />We have picked the fruit. <br /> <br />The summer is over. <br />The autumn is here. <br />And so is the harvest! <br /> <br /> <br />This was written by my great niece, Kitty aged 9 years. <br /> <br />She is a poet in the making, with this delightful poem. <br /> <br /> <br />© Ernestine Northover<br /><br />Ernestine Northover<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/join-in-with-the-harvest-by-kitty-cotton-aged-9-years/
