The Small Farmer

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I am a small farmer holding half acre of land There I made wonders of cultivation The people say I am such a poor man finds my livelihood In this bit of land Destined to live and in such limitations Still I am happy I am a hardworking man of middle ages I work hard for eke out a living Tilling, leveling, watering at all times Makes my time worth to living. My cows and calves better maintained They are the healthiest ones They gives enough to our needs The milk, cow dung manure all else They are the lovable ones always You may be mistaken if you thought I am an illiterate who can't read and write But I am an educated and college gone But still opted this humble job Which gives me lot of happiness, and pleasure. My small farm, lot of fruit bearing trees Different varieties of agriculture In which my happiness lies The most beautiful life I selected And it is my happiness that I find. Agriculture is a noble job The mother earth will not cheat you She always respects and loves Those who respect her and loves her She likes the attachment of noble heart Who she feels as the motherly affection. Go to the farms and make your own destiny The mother earth is in support of you. Farming is such a noble job Where you can find all worldly goodness.

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