A FARMERS STORY TOLD

I AM A FARMER .

THAT RISES WITH THE SUN.

I HAVE A RED BARN FULL OF FUN.

I WALK THROUGH THE SQURE FRAMED DOORS OF MY BARN.

FIRST I SEE A COW THAT CRIES MOO.

THEN I HEAR A PIG WITH A SQUEAL OR TWO.

I WALK THROUGH A STALL.

WHERE A HORSE STANDS TALL.

UP A LATTER THROUGH THE LOFT.

HAY SCATTERED ALL AROUND.

THERE IS A ROOSTER BELOW CROWING ON A POLE.

HENS ARE IN THE HEN HOUSE .

LAYING EGGS BELOW.

GATHERING EGGS BEFORE BREAKFEST.

IN A BASKET THAT HAS BEEN SEWED.

A CORN FIELD.

FULL OF CORN AT HARVESTING TIME.

SCARECROW THAT IS HANGING.

IN THE FIELD SO WIDE.

CROWS SQUAWK ON THE GROUND.

PECKING ALL AROUND.

CREEKS AND STREAMS.

FLOWING GENTLE AND SLOW.

BEDS OF FLOWERS BLOOMING.

IN THE BRIGHT OUTSIDE SUN.

GARDENS PLOWED UP.

WITH PLANTS SOWED SIDE BY SIDE.

VEGETABLES ARE GROWING.

THRIVING SO LUSTROUS AND BOLD.

FARMERS ARE DONE.

THE NIGHT IS FALLING SLOW.

DOWN ON THE FARM.

THAT WE ALL LOVE SO.

 

WROTE BY DIANNA KILGORE