A Farmers Life

The sun has risen A new day has come Sunlight shines brightly Cutting through morning fog There's chores to be tended to Animals to be fed Every minute of the day counts In a poor farmer's head Working so hard to build his dream Plowing and harvesting It has to get done Just time for a quick bite, before he must run No time clock or time card to punch in the day Just relying on sunrise to sunset to measure his pay Riding his tractor Just doing his part To help out the community He holds dear in his heart Morning turns to afternoon The sun beats down on his brow He sweats but he wipes it away With his handkerchief cloth His body so stiff His poor ankles hurt He continues despite He knows all it's worth When daylight passes It's time to go home He'll rest his weary head Not before thanking the Lord For his harvestfull life