I get up in the morning sun
to work the fields all day long
To fix the fence and move the cows
To hauling hay and pushing a plow
A farmer’s work is never done
When one day’s work ends
Another day’s work has begun
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
I smile To bring a little ray of sunshine Upon this grey, dull, existence called life I smile So no matter what happens The darkness and...
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