Driving down that red dirt road <br />I take a deep gulp of air <br />Ah yes, I love those wheat fields <br />Any worries will quickly repair <br /> <br />Huge machines ready to work <br />And to reap that golden land <br />The crops are ripe and ready to cut <br />With the massive John Deere brand <br /> <br />Workers sweat and toil in the sun <br />From early morning till dark <br />Then up again when the dew is gone <br />They have that farmer’s spark <br /> <br />The bales are huge and round <br />All rolled with an impressive machine <br />Just the way they like them <br />Yep, those bales are a farmers dream <br /> <br />If you ever get a chance folks <br />Watch those men as they work <br />All things will come into balance <br />As they labor in that dark red dirt!<br /><br />Marilyn Lott<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/golden-wheat-fields/
