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Farm Life

A day on the farm can be hard work. Like feeding the pigs and catching the chickens. You kick the dog and throw the cat out the kitchen. Boy this farm work can be hard. Run out of the house down to the barn. The chores are piling up but thats just life on a farm. Milk the cows and call the sheep. Fight with the goats to trim their feet. Feed the horses and curry them down. I'm sure glad I don't live in town. Fire up the ole tractor drive out to the fields to work the ground thats made of steel. It starts to rain but thats okay cause we still have to work the cows today. Your body is hurting by the end of the day. When you lie down in bed you start to pray. Lord will me another day. As I think over my day. I thank God, and have to say. Even tho it's hard work from dawn til dusk I'm glad, I live on a farm.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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