Strawberry Moon

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014

STRAWBERRY MOON

The harvest was plenty, red spheres like a Prune;

Close to Summer Solstice, must be the Strawberry Moon.

How far we've traveled, and time is quick;

To feel this emotion, the bogs are thick,

And harvest awaits us, for Rye and the Pot;

Must get to it early, otherwise it will rot!

Be thankful to the Earth, it gives...then gives again;

We assume it's always there, assumption of the wind.

But, as you dine upon abundance, enjoy the morning light;

Save some for when your hungry, deep into the night.

And remember source of origin, as we harvest...so be blessed;

Mother nature provides the chalkboard, her drawings the best.

For memories abound, without sound...in thought, times not so good;

Complacent round, we go around, just do what one should.

So, summer awaits...it's coming, long days before us waits;

Trimming back the growth, the Dander Weed...unkempt it will seal the gates.

You now thrive in abundance, you've been given silver spoon;

We're blessed with much to thank, on this glorious Strawberry Moon!

                                                                                                                      Kirk Carter

                                                                                                                      June 2014