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Farmer Father's Words To Beloved Son

Farmer Father's Words To Beloved Son (LECTURE, WISDOM, PRAYER PASSED ON) Hold your horse my son, lets pull in tandem united is better than single and random You feed the mules, I will sharpen the plow later you may rest, while I start milking the cow With that done, we feed the chickens and pigs then you carry dirt away as my shovel digs Next we rest and have our noonday dinner morn was great, we shall make afternoon a winner Supper will call, come and enjoy a meal thus we can know true, how fantastic life can feel Day done, with pride we can hold our heads high before we sleep, pray our Lord our souls should we die Dawn comes, rise to enjoy its great blessing say another prayer before we start dressing Back to work well before the first cock crows this my son, is farmer's life everybody knows Cherish time together for life will end know my deep love and know I am your best friend Hold that thought in true faith, the live long day all we say and do, we must some future day pay You are best fruit of our family tree this family's love and our farm-work sets us free You feed the mules, I will sharpen the plow later you may rest, while I start milking the cow Robert J. Lindley, 4-04-2017 LinRhyme, 10/12/10/12 Syllables Per Line: 0 10 12 10 12 0 10 12 10 12 0 10 12 10 12 0 10 12 10 12 0 10 12 10 12 0 10 12 10 12 Total # Syllables: 264 Total # Words: 216 Note: I was born and raised on a farm. I am keenly aware of its positives and its negatives.. Much can be said about both, but I know this, the hard work, long hours and low pay(if any?), did not kill me and certainly taught me responsibility and to be a better man when making my own way in this dark and cruel world..

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Date: 4/5/2017 8:55:00 AM
Hi Robert, I didn't grow up on farm. I'm a city girl. But growing up we did have a type of barn for chickens in the backyard. With being said I was moved by this piece. The love that the father had for the son was so powerful. Well done. A without doubt seven:-) Alexis
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Robert Lindley
Date: 4/5/2017 9:08:00 AM
Thank you Alexis. You can relate , for those chickens had to be cared for.. Yes, the prime message was in the father /son relationship, as influenced by the farm and its responsibilities, with descriptive connotations noting the very long hours, extremely hard work and high responsibility inherent.
Date: 4/5/2017 5:00:00 AM
Good Morning Robert. You wrote of a beautiful legacy and a precious moment between father and son. The tale speaks as I helped my grandfather with a lot filled with vegetables. This entry is special and well expressed. Well done entirely.
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Date: 4/5/2017 9:03:00 AM
Thanks Lisa. I trust that you know very well, just how blessed you are to have spent that time with your grandfather. I always love it when any of my words bring the reader happy memories!
Date: 4/4/2017 3:12:00 PM
We should all have been so lucky, well done Robert...
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Date: 4/5/2017 9:01:00 AM
I agree, yet when I was young and working so hard I did not see its benefit, its blessing that has stood me in good stead in in my adult life my friend..
Date: 4/4/2017 12:19:00 PM
I'm married to a farmer's son, you have described the farmer's lot well Robert.
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Date: 7/12/2017 4:53:00 PM
THANK YOU . I see in this world the loss of the work ethic and pride in a day's work dutifully and well done, as a very negative and destroying loss in our society.. Millions of kids growing up never having worked a day until after college years are over and even then some never work. America was built by work not play, certainly not by playing video games and living off of mom and dad even after age 18/19.

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