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Harvest Moon
by Annette Bromley
The harvest moon, pale amber orb
in the late September sky
smiles down upon a bountiful earth
and bids summertime good-bye.
The oaks all wear carnelian crowns
in a forest gowned red and gold
where crickets chant by the moonlight
about the time of frost and cold.
The days are growing shorter.
Winter’s night is coming soon.
Autumn has come in gala dress
riding on the harvest moon…
She is chanting out her warning
upon the autumn breeze
as she twirls and dances for awhile
among the autumn leaves.
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