Doing One's Best Poem by michael Smajda
Doing One's Best
The early morn to eve farmer can only grow
So much corn on an acre of ground.
He should be applauded for what he does sow.
Yet, such praise for him is rarely ever found.
Friday, October 11, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: farmers
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