The Farmer

The Farmer –  Amelia Barr

The king may rule o’er land and sea,

The lord may live right royally,

The soldier ride in pomp and pride,

The sailor roam o’er ocean wide; But this or that, whate’er befall,

The farmer he must feed them all.

 

The writer thinks, the poet sings,

The craftsmen fashion wondrous things,

The doctor heals, the lawyer pleads,

The miner follows the precious leads;

But this or that, whate’er befall,

The farmer he must feed them all.

 

The merchant he may buy and sell,

The teacher do his duty well;

But men may toil through busy days,

men may stroll through pleasant ways;

From king to beggar, whate’er befall,

The farmer he must feed them all.

 

The farmer’s trade is one of worth;

He’s partner with the sky and earth,

He’s partner with the sun and rain,

And no man loses for his gain; And men may rise, or men may fall,

But the farmer he must feed them all.

 

God bless the man who sows the wheat,

Who finds us milk and fruit and meat;

May his purse be heavy, his heart be light,

cattle and corn and all go right;

God bless the seeds his hands let fall,

For the farmer he must feed us all.

One Response to The Farmer

  1. Gravedodger says:

    Never been a great Poetry person but that made my heart respond

    Like

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