Hug a Farmer

. He beats that rooster's crow to work, turns that tractor

in the dirt. Gotta plant that seed before the sky falls down. When the sun

is fired and the rain don't come, he keeps it together and gets

it done. With faith strong as barbwire, diesel smoke takes his prayers higher.

Round and round he goes, the farm is all he knows. Down home country,

loves his honey. They're planting that good life roll by roll. Gotta make hay,

to get that payday. Takes mud, sweat, and years to

make it grow, grow, grow. So the next time that you