WHAT WOULD WE DO WITHOUT THESE AWESOME CREATED BEING WHO TEND THE SOIL AND FEEL PEOPLE, NEAR AND FAR? THANK GOD FOR THEM. THANKS FOR SHARING, JANE. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Like my uncle, who toiled day and night for over 70 years on his small dairy farm and lived to be 101.5 always said, “I fill out all these forms like a major corporation only to make about $3000 a year.”
Unfortunately, in spite of Farm Aid and other efforts, the small family farm like his, now turned into a growing tree farm by his son and him, as well as a radio controlled free amusement park by his son, are mostly being sold to corporations who do not value the land as much as they value their annual profits.
Farmers, in addition to their toil, do worry about such things as dust and rain. There is a quiet beauty to your poem that fills the soul with the peace that honest work brings. John
If you tend to believe romantic, passionate, masculine poetry is a thing of past eras, read "She Intrigues Me," and be swept away in the beautiful craft of a contemporary poet of love.
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
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Always,
Deborah
and slop the cow.
I'd never be a farmer,
no way, no plow.
Michael D.
Unfortunately, in spite of Farm Aid and other efforts, the small family farm like his, now turned into a growing tree farm by his son and him, as well as a radio controlled free amusement park by his son, are mostly being sold to corporations who do not value the land as much as they value their annual profits.
Ron
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