The Amber Lady

Among the rays of His waning Sun

She dances across the land

Her amber grains a golden wave

Her breath the summer breeze

Soon will come time

For her children to reap

The first harvest of the year

Time for them to mill

Time for them to bake

Time for them to persevere

These gifts the Lord and Lady make

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