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08/27/21 at 09:36AM
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Plow the land,
create the furrow;
making lines straight;
straight as an arrow.
Make the rows broad,
the right size to walk.
Visit your neighbor
about crops; you talk.
Till the good earth,
which is God's plan.
Provide the World food,
the way you can.
A Comment by Loy
Nice poem. Such hard work, and heartbreaking during drought conditions.
