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The Bread Maker

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Sunshine
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The Bread Maker

It is not just the earth that you see
in your planned effort to feed humanity ~
you read the seasons and the skies
an invisible entity in the public's eyes.

You are solid, your strength center to earth,
been this way, yes, since your birth
you feel the sod, you till the soil
it is your life's blood for which you toil.

You worship God, every given Sunday
and give thanks deep, in your way
as some plant money in the bank
you look over the wheat, your token pay.

The summer holidays and memorials come
and you, at work, through the noonday sun,
ever at night and in the heat of July,
the fire's work is in your eye.

Winter's wheat is growing green,
now plant milo, corn and bean;
in all of your labors here on earth
you come closest to giving birth.

If clouds do come, you hold your breath
knowing there waits another test
prayers sent in silence to God on high
as blackness bubbles in the sky.

Two things now the farmer fears
as ice and fire can cause great tears ~
while wheat gleams golden in the field,
weather may strip the farmer's yield.

But you, the farmer, will again go on
from dawn to dusk and dusk to dawn,
reward is yours, the pleasure sweet,
as you feed the public with your wheat.


İKRJ
29 May 2000



 Sunshine
Look, then, into thine heart, and write ~~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Wonderful poem! A salute to those who toil to put bread on my table...thank you.  
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Agreed.... This is a wonderful tribute to the tillers of our land.... Thanks.. What would they/we do without Sunshine...
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3 posted 05-29-2000 10:00 PM       View Profile for Marge Tindal   Email Marge Tindal   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Marge Tindal's Home Page   View IP for Marge Tindal

Sunshine~
A great tribute to those who toil
so that we may have 'our daily bread'.
Wonderful thoughts of praise, gal.
~*Marge*~


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Karilea,

This is a beautiful tribute that you have created for the toiling son of the soil, the farmer, who tills his land with the selfless thinking that others might eat some food, and stay alive...


Regards, sudhir

 Hey you, out there in the cold,
Getting lonely, getting old, can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisle,
With itchy feet and fading smile, can you feel me?
Hey you, don't help them to bury the light.
Don't give in without a fight.
Hey you, out there on your own,
Sitting naked by the phone, would you touch me?
Hey you, with your ear against the wall,
Waiting for someone to call out, would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home....

by Roger Waters (Pink Floyd) - The Wall
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We have wonderful, dear friends who farm... what a life. One minute I would want their joy, the next minute I grieve in their sorrow. It certainly takes a special person to work so hard...for what appears to be so little...

God help us all when the corporations finally take over totally.

Thank you all for your kind responses.
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Wonderful tribute, Sunshine!  

Denise
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nice touch, different perspective.  interesting way to show how hard farmers work for the rest of us to live in comfort.  

 P. J. Kotrch
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A soul once touched is a soul once blessed by love

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