" The farmer who sows the farmer who harvests "

" The farmer who sows the farmer who harvests "

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


...........an alle meine Buddy's eine feine Woche............
................to all my Buddy's a nice week..................
...........à tous mes Buddy's une bonne semaine..................