We sow our seed in rows,
Then hope to reap in lines;
We watch the sky in fear,
For temperature declines
Can signal a disaster. We
Must learn this lesson yearly:
That circumstance wreaks havoc on
The things we hold
Most dearly
We sow our seed in rows,
Then hope to reap in lines;
We watch the sky in fear,
For temperature declines
Can signal a disaster. We
Must learn this lesson yearly:
That circumstance wreaks havoc on
The things we hold
Most dearly
I love this! Especially the first two lines. Wish I came up with that.
Thank you! I love driving through farm country around here, although a farmer’s life seems very hard.
I am sure it is. Takes a lot of hard work.