Haymaking (Villanelle)

On a long sunny warm July day When the early morning grass is dry Men head for the fields to make hay In meadows mowing gets under way The tall grass now standing high On a long sunny warm July day When the day has been cast away Comes rest but dawn soon comes by Men head for the fields to make hay When bailing hay all hands enter the fray Hard work makes the time all but fly On a long sunny warm July day Bails now standing tall where they lay Mice play in the hay under a blue sky Men head for the fields to make hay The harvest now in for all to survey It’s done for another year said with a sigh On a long sunny warm July day Men head for the fields to make hay