Tag: poem dedicated to farmer

  • SEEDS LEAVING POD

    Flowers had already left the plants Now seeds had started leaving pod A green Signal for the harvesting It’s a silent and final nature’s nod Farmers! be ready with your sickle To take away from farm,gift of GOD Now seeds had started leaving pod  

  • RETIRED FARMER

    Life is so boring without the real work I am thinking while walking near crop Observing the duty of Nature as a clerk Watching this soft greenland like a cop I am Saying Hi Hello to all little flower Giving blessings to the all infant grain Touching hair of plant at morning hour Getting the…