Autumn Harvest
Published Nov 23, 2006
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"The year has turned its circle,| The seasons come and go.| The harvest all is gathered in | And chilly north winds blow.| Orchards have shared their treasures,| The fields, their yellow grain,| So open wide the doorway - | Thanksgiving comes again!" Old Rhyme
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