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The Wheat Harvest

To the horizon and far beyond,
wavering in the sultry summer
breeze, the golden staple
gleams in the hot amber sun.

Dusty, dirt roads winding in and out,
as horse drawn wagons await their
turn at the old threshing machine spout.

The startling sound of a pheasant
taking flight, over the golden
field it effortlessly glides.

The harvest has begun, bushel
after bushel of life giving
grain will soon make a ton.
The world awaits this
 
bounty that mankind has
labored for with heated
brow and strife.

Known to all as…
Bread, brot, matzah,
pain, kulich or simply as;
God’s gift of life.  

The year...
Nineteen Thirty Five.


Jackie R. Kays
Copyright…2003






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