Autumn Blessing for the Garden
Your work is done, the harvest gone
I bring thee thanks for work hard won.
Elven magick, fill this place
Bring blessed sleep and peaceful grace
To soil and garden tired and worn
That in the spring will be reborn.
Many moons will pass till then
Recover quickly, my old friend.
Blessings and thanksgiving upon you.
So mote it be.
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