Dearest Agriculture,


Outstanding in your field,

You are the backbone of America.

You are the food on our plates,

You are the cotton socks on our feet.


Your blue skies shed droplets,

And your sunlight sings.

Your soils bring toils,

And your seeds bring feed.


Cotton, corn, soybeans alike,

Trout, halibut, tasty fresh pike.

You provide the meals on our table,

And yet people slap you with such a negative label.


Farmers work to ensure the success,

Of our country and our land.

We shame them for their career choice,

But it stands as one of a noble man.


We drink milk without thought,

To the farmer who rose at 3 am to milk his herd.

We cherish bacon,

But do not know the hardships of raising swine.


Dearest Agriculture,

I hope your lands and crops stay true,

And that your farmers thrive.

May your lands be blessed with rain,

And may your livestock be well fed.


We need you.

You are the backbone of America.



A student who recognizes your importance.



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