Of Farmers Faces

Of Farmers Faces David J Walker Traces of every hour spent in the sun tracked in the faces of every farmer I’ve ever known that devour the granted days of life Including the strife in the faces Of my Father Born a farmer And my Mother From another farm nearby The crops in the field Yield children And chickens and roosters that try to Crow every morning a warning Concerning the coming sun The traces of every year Are carved in the crevasse Covered faces of Every farmer that I have ever known