A Farmers Poem.

I went looking yesterday at lunch for poems all about farmers and this is one I found and liked. It is written by Debra B about her memories of her dad and grandfather who were farmers.

Hope you like it , have a good Wednesday :).


Without delay he’s up each day
before the crack of dawn.
After breakfast, a kiss from his wife,
he yawns and pulls his work boots on.

Out the door he stands with pause
to smile at the gold-blue sky.
The rooster crows and the man steps off
with purpose in his stride.

There’s livestock to feed and fences to mend,
till the soil and plant some seed.
His list of chores has no end
for there’s a hungry world to feed.

This is what he’s called to do
as steward of God’s good Earth.
Like his father and the fathers before,
’twas passed to him by birth.

The sun has set and he’s earned the right
to relax on his old back porch.
He shuts his eyes and breaths in the night
praying tomorrow he’ll rise once more.




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