New Plough

A simple farmer he was,
Towing his plough along the field,
A golden shine caught his eye,
Digging he found coins and so much more,
Riches beyond his wildest dreams,
A new plough he would buy,
Just a simple farmer he was.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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