Farmers
Beneath the vast and open sky, Farmers toil where dreams reside. With every seed, they sow and try, In fields…
In the early dawn, they rise with the sun, Hands rough with soil, hearts full of dreams, Tending to the…
In the golden light of dawn, the fields awake, With whispers of the earth, the farmers partake, Hands in soil,…
Beneath the golden sun, they toil and strive, With calloused hands that bring the earth to life. From dawn till…
Among the golden waves of grain, we find our peace, With every sunrise, the promise of a new day released.…
Beneath the golden sun, their shadows long and lean, Farmers toil in fields, a sight serene, With hands calloused, hearts…