Beauty of the Dirt

Dad! “I have a concern for you Isn't it dirty to work in a farm?” My Son! “The beauty of this mud is revealed in the form of fruits it reaps.”, said the father. Mom! “I have a concern for you. Isn't it dirtier to work in smoke?” My Son! “The beauty of this smoke is revealed in your breakfast plate.”, said the mother.” Brother! “I have a concern for you. Isn't it dirtiest to work in garage?” My Dear! “The beauty of this greasy garage is revealed in your birthday party.”, said the brother. Sister! “I like you and the way you work. You play with me and take care of me. You are beautiful and have concern for me.” “My dear little brother! It's not really me , who is taking care of you. If they weren't beautiful in dirt, we weren't.”