Farmer

My grandpa was a farmer and I wanted to commemorate him


You get up at the crack of dawn
All you do is run, run, run
The animals come before your own needs
All the day long
You work and slave away
To make sure your family and stock are cared for
Everyone else goes before you
You are very selfless
Dusk settles on the horizon
You retire just to rise early the next day

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