Harvest Gathering
Harvest Gathering
“The last days of the summer: bright and clear     Shines the warm sun down on the quiet land, Where corn-fields, thick and heavy in the ear,     Are slowly ripening for the laborer’s hand; Seed-time and harvest — since the bow was set, Not vainly has man hoped your coming yet!” —Phoebe Cary (Harvest Gathering) 1869 #Midjourney6_1 #Poetry
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