Bringing in the Sheaves

blackbird harvest

 

Sing a song of harvest,

A sheaf of golden rye;

Four and twenty blackbirds

Taking to the sky.

Sing a song of plenty,

Of food that’s gathered in;

Heralding the season

That stores so much within.

 

 

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22 comments on “Bringing in the Sheaves

  1. Gallivanta says:

    Oh, I like that! Better than the original πŸ™‚

  2. adaisygarden says:

    So appropriate for this season.

  3. RoSy says:

    Another fun rhyme. It has a nursery rhyme feel to it! πŸ™‚

  4. Beautiful. The title made me chuckle and think of Little House. They used to sing that song on the show. πŸ™‚

  5. Heidi Viars says:

    rich words … I am humming along πŸ™‚

  6. Caddo says:

    “We will come rejoicing…” I couldn’t help it, the hymn started playing in my mind before I got to the nursery rhyme! God bless you BIG–love, Caddo

  7. Loved how you re-jigged the rhyme Melody. And I’m started to gather the food for winter too, as I don’t fancy going out to shop every 5 minutes. Can you please pass the plate of blackbird pie? πŸ™‚

    • melodylowes says:

      HA! I stocked up yesterday on an abundance of goodies for our Thanksgiving meal next weekend – my son is coming home from University! Yippee! I don’t imagine he will leave me enough leftovers to last the winter, though…. πŸ˜‰

  8. well well Melody ~ feelings are multidirectional ~The field is white and ready to harvest! You’ve written the Gospel in verse! Gorgeous !

  9. I’m going to steal your pen, so that I can pen words like this again.

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