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Poem for farm harvest
Fields of gold and fertile land,
Sun-kissed crops reaching to the sky,
A bounty of life in our hand,
The harvest season has arrived.
Chorus:
Oh, the beauty of farm harvest,
A celebration of nature’s best,
The fruits of our labor now at rest,
A time to savor, a time to bless.
Eledumare bless our land for more yields
From corn, wheat, and soybeans too,
To apples, pumpkins, and grapes of blue,
All gathered for our grateful crew,
With joy in our hearts, and love anew.
Chorus:
Oh, the beauty of farm harvest,
A celebration of nature’s best,
The fruits of our labor now at rest,
A time to savor, a time to bless.
Eledumare bless our land for more yields
The work is hard, but the reward is sweet,
As we gather in this golden treat,
The taste of fresh fruit and veggies meet,
A blessing for all who take a seat.
Chorus:
Oh, the beauty of farm harvest,
A celebration of nature’s best,
The fruits of our labor now at rest,
A time to savor, a time to bless.
Eledumare bless our land for more yields.
With gratitude in our hearts,
And joy in our soulful parts,
We celebrate the bountiful farm harvest,
And thank the earth for what it’s given to us.
Eledumare bless our land for more yields
Mimo mimo ni ti Oluwa Olorun Elédùmarè
Iba fun Elédùmarè
Iba Asee
