Poem -

Harvest Moon

Harvest Moon

This place has a history
The Spaniards settled here
They burned the town and fields
They moved away from here
My grandma often told me
She knew it peaceful here
The war took all the vigor
War took the best from here

The Cobys worked that valley
They gave that land a go
They built a thriving business
Then came that early snow
They lost their livestock that year
They lost their sheep and goats
They sold the farm in springtime
Went south to work the boats

Ten years in this farmhouse
Ten years come this May 
My simple needs are covered
Since grandma passed away 
Long time since there's been trouble
That's what the people say 
I told the new man when I
Sold the farm today

I sense the darkness clearer
I feel a presence here 
A change in the weather
I feel some evil here 
I hear some frightful noises
I don't go out at night 
Since Bobrow's youngest daughter
Disappeared from sight 

I know they'll find her some day
They find them all that way 
After the thaw in springtime
The snow melts away 
I see the days grow shorter
I feel the nights grow cold 
Young people feelin' restless
Old people feeling old 

When the wind turns 
And blows the leaves from the trees
Harvest moon

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Tina Moore

interesting piece ,a story throughout   good write   tina x

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