HARVEST

Tears of joy
Anguish and pain,
The renewal of life
With life ebbing
Down the drain.
Alone the wife
With heavy heart,
Gods will gives
A family's start.
The harvest festival
In a sterile scene,
A blessing to one
About end to what's been.
Organs prized and packed
With tender love and care,
Relatives grief is tempered
By lifes gift to share.
Soon the light
Rekindled and reborn,
The darkness only temporary
New life sworn.
Our gift to the world
Ours is the right,
The harvest gives us
A chance to delight.
Ones sacrifice
For what he holds dear,
Breathing hope for others
Our reason to be here,
He gave the harvest
It's the reason we are here.

Phil Hall  October 2013