Bonus.
Now dawn is slowly brindling the heavens
with gold russet striations of honey-tone
change appearing as September mellows
swaying meadows of tall harvest bonus.
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Now day bows to bewhiskering greenness
as autumn begins its downward chorus,
fields growing tawny with corn\'s ready ears
show time shoulders sything ever forward.
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Now roots wriggle in before double-deep
chill urges races for freeze-proof cover
and as underneath fingers curl for sleep
garden work waits until winter is done.
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Now we lay aside season\'s spent labour
after nurturing yield to welcome rest
and remember summer helps us savour
abundance if we now plan for the next.