The Pasture - Celebrating Grandma Moses Day Illustrations on Night Cafe https://creator.nightcafe.studio/collection/8V0QWS02jC8tkfGF9vFZ Watch on YouTube https://youtu.be/BEmBgJzui_E Watch on TikTok https://www.tiktok.com/@artelisabeth/video/7411897999112146207 I’m going out to clean the pasture spring, The leaves are turning red and gold, The air is crisp with autumn’s chill, But I won’t be long.—You come too. Through fields of amber, skies so wide, We walk together, side by side. The harvest moon will light our way, In this quiet, fall-lit day. I shan’t be gone long.—You come too. I’m going out to fetch the little calf, It stumbles on the frosted grass, The mother’s near, her breath like steam, I won’t be long.—You come too. Through fields of amber, skies so wide, We walk together, side by side. The harvest moon will light our way, In this quiet, fall-lit day. I shan’t be gone long.—You come too. The trees are dressed in rust and flame, Their whispers call us by our name, The barn is full, the work is done, We rest beneath the autumn sun. Through fields of amber, skies so wide, We walk together, side by side. The harvest moon will light our way, In this quiet, fall-lit day. I shan’t be gone long.—You come too.
