mrmackc Posted April 10, 2020 Report Share Posted April 10, 2020 A poem for the farmers..... They ran to the groceries, they filled up their carts, They emptied the Tops and Price Chopper and Walmart, They panicked and fought and then panicked some more, Then they rushed to their homes and they locked all the doors. The food will be gone! The milk eggs and cheese! The yogurt! The apples! The green beans and peas! The stores have run out, now what will we do? They’ll be starving and looting and nothing to do! Then they paused, and they listened a moment or two. And they did hear a sound, rising over the fear, It started out far, then began to grow near. But this sound wasn’t sad, nor was it new, The farms were still doing what farms always do. The food was still coming, though they’d emptied the shelves, The farms kept it coming, though they struggled themselves, Though the cities had forgotten from where their food came, The farms made them food every day, just the same. Through weather and critics and markets that fall, The farms kept on farming in spite of it all. They farmed without thank yous. They farmed without praise. They farmed on the hottest and coldest of days. They’d bought all the food, yet the next day came more, And the people thought of something they hadn’t before. Maybe food, they thought, doesn’t come from a store. Maybe farmers, perhaps, mean a little bit more Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DNP Posted April 10, 2020 Report Share Posted April 10, 2020 Amen. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RedRiverII Posted April 10, 2020 Report Share Posted April 10, 2020 Thank you. I remember the Agriculture TV shows when I was young. Great stuff. We have a local bee keeper nearby, talk about busy bees. Job well done. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mrmackc Posted April 11, 2020 Author Report Share Posted April 11, 2020 (edited) I once learned a lot from a magazine my dad got in the mail, it was The Progressive Farmer, back in that day progressive didn't mean Left Wing, kinda like Gay didn't mean homosexual or queer. Not that I have any aggressive feelings against homosexuals, it just ain't my bag, I've been married to the same city girl for almost 55 years. Edited April 11, 2020 by mrmackc Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sagebrush Posted April 11, 2020 Report Share Posted April 11, 2020 51 minutes ago, mrmackc said: I once learned a lot from a magazine my dad got in the mail, it was The Progressive Farmer, back in that day progressive didn't mean Left Wing, kinda like Gay didn't mean homosexual or queer. Not that I have any aggressive feelings against homosexuals, it just ain't my bag, I've been married to the same city girl for almost 55 years. that magazine is in my mail box every month Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
392heminut Posted April 22, 2020 Report Share Posted April 22, 2020 Had to paste that one to my Facebook page! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
98Z5V Posted April 23, 2020 Report Share Posted April 23, 2020 Good one, Mack! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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