Winter Hay
Winter Hay....
He had some time to spare and pray.
He worked his farm for years, all his boys have now grown up,
then moved away.
He raised them good he raised them right.
He run cattle so they can earn college degrees and,
then start living their own lives. being free.
Now it’s hard after his wife has died.
It broke his heart but he promised that he would,
keep their farm alive..
Now here he sits taking a break.
Asking god for a weather break.
all because, his cows needs winter hay.
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