Farmers’ Sweet Spot

Living in rural Wisconsin, there is a farm field at every turn. Living close to the land, observing farmers work with nature makes me more aware of weather and cycles and seasons. Being in sync with nature feels good. Enjoy the poem.
Farmers’ Sweet Spot

Farmers racing against the rain
Wet fields do not plow
Soil turns to brick when worked too wet
A sunny weekend
The tractor brigade is out
Happy and optimistic
Seeds tucked neatly into rows
Let the rain come now
to sprout the crops
to green the grass
to feed the cattle
to feed us
But not too much rain
The seeds would rot
Nature’s sweet spot
is farmers’ need.

About createthedawn

Dawn’s calling is for her poetry to make our world a positive place. She believes in the power of poetry to process, to focus, to align, and to find our way to happiness and fulfillment. Thus, her pen-name is CreatetheDawn. Follow Dawn's work on this blog and in her books to help fill your world with wit, wisdom, and wonder.
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