Farmers are of great significance to our lives. Let’s pay tribute to them together with the many unsung heroes of our society on International Labor Day. I would like to dedicate this piece to all of them, but especially to my father who is a farmer.
At dawn he’s already out in the field
Working all day, almost without rest
At twilight he will rest in his hut
And lay his tired body in a bamboo bed
Nurturing the land that he tills
His gift to everybody is a blessing
Rain or shine he never complains
His only hope is a bountiful harvest
The lives of many depend
On his hard but blessed hands
His harvest of vegetables and grains
Is food for the nation, it offers life.
Tiny as a grain when treated
But without this unsung hero
A nation will hunger
The entire human race will vanish.
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