Poem – Almost Harvest

Greetings! I hope this last weekend of November is treating you well… Now that Thanksgiving is over, I am officially in Christmas mode (ok, who am I kidding, I’ve been playing Christmas music for nearly a month now :D). These grey days of November are simply begging for someone to deck their halls and peal the bells and start a celebration – and I am excited to do just that!

That being said, today I’m going to share a poem with you that is decidedly Autumnal. I figured I could just about squeeze it in since it isn’t quite December yet. Let’s pretend for just a minute that it is bright September with the leaves on the brink of turning brilliant, instead of morose November with soggy piles of leaves scattered across the land… 😀

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The orchard was heavy with Jonagold and Honeycrisp

bursting from branches and piling

up on that sweet, sweet ground.

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It was a blue and sleepy September, and

I remember wishing you would stay –

at least until the end of harvest…

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until applesauce jars lined the shelves

and sated cider kegs dozed under the porch

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until the evenings grew short

with bonfire smoke and silent frost

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until I was ready to say goodbye

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Instead, you left the next day

leaving me with a full orchard and empty shelves

and cinnamon tears

running down my pumpkin cheeks.

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Are you welcoming the Christmas season with open arms, or are you reluctant to leave Fall behind? I’d love to hear your thoughts on this poem in the comments!