Early Winter Farm Chores

Early Winter Farm Chores Shall I muse at midnight on the morning sun now hiding very far beyond the pale. Dread farmyard chores needing to be done as morn sun rises over hill and dale. Warm in bed, staying would be a disgrace when winter marches in far too soon. Tarry late and hot glowing embers embrace to rise late only in a lazy afternoon! Or instead jump from this warm , soft bed racing on out when red rooster crows. Quickly getting pigs and chickens well fed all long before the cold winter snows! Up early before morning's sweet sunlight. Another farming day, another long fight. Robert J. Lindley, 10-01-2015 Note-- Edited an older poem from back in the 80's. Shortened into a sonnet..