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The Bread Maker
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The Bread Maker |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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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. ©KRJ 29 May 2000 Sunshine Look, then, into thine heart, and write ~~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
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Poet deVine
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since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Wonderful poem! A salute to those who toil to put bread on my table...thank you.  |
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Nan
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since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Agreed.... This is a wonderful tribute to the tillers of our land.... Thanks.. What would they/we do without Sunshine...  |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Sunshine~ A great tribute to those who toil so that we may have 'our daily bread'. Wonderful thoughts of praise, gal. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
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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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
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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Denise
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since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Wonderful tribute, Sunshine!  Denise |
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epoet Member
since 2000-05-11
Posts 291grand rapid,MI, usa |
nice touch, different perspective. interesting way to show how hard farmers work for the rest of us to live in comfort. P. J. Kotrch carpe diem A soul once touched is a soul once blessed by love |
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