National Poetry Day with the theme Work.

This poem celebrates the time at the end of the harvest and the hard work done by all those working on the land. It is heading towards winter, and the crops are safely gathered in and the cycle of seasons and work are about to begin again.

Old Thanksgiving Rhyme - author unknown

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!

Please look at my Flighty's plot entry Today is… for links to other blogs celebrating today with a poem.