September 24, 2020

2020 Fall, Day 3

By hardtackrat ¶ ¶ Tagged Des Arc, Farming, Harvest, Poetry ¶ Leave a comment

A sea of brown mustard and greens

As farmers live out their dreams

Harvesting will continue again

When sun shines and wind…

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A sea of brown mustard and greens

As farmers live out their dreams

Harvesting will continue again

When sun shines and wind…

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