Rejoice today and enjoy the Sun;
for harvest time has now begun.
John Barleycorn, transforms from green to gold;
his time's now come, as tradition has foretold.
A time to feast, a time for fun;
But be assured there's work to come.
Though Summer days seem never ending;
the path of the Sun is fast descending.
Now pause a while, look about and take stock;
the Goddess gifts us such a lot.
Reflect, that Autumn's still to come;
with two more feasts, till harvest's done.
for harvest time has now begun.
John Barleycorn, transforms from green to gold;
his time's now come, as tradition has foretold.
A time to feast, a time for fun;
But be assured there's work to come.
Though Summer days seem never ending;
the path of the Sun is fast descending.
Now pause a while, look about and take stock;
the Goddess gifts us such a lot.
Reflect, that Autumn's still to come;
with two more feasts, till harvest's done.
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