Hands of the Land
Hands of the Land
A farmer's hands toil
Sunrise to sunset, working
Seeds in earth, life grows.
Seasons come and go
Patience and persistence pays
Crops yield their harvest.
Muddy boots and hat
Weathered face tells a story
Hard work and pride shown.
A farmer's heart beats
In tune with the land, nature
Humble and grateful.
Generations past
And yet, the farm still endures
Legacy carried.
So let us honor
The ones who feed our world whole
Farmers, unsung heroes.