The Hands That Feed The World Poem by spiritual seeker
The Hands That Feed The World
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Old man, let me touch and hold that noble hands of yours,
It’s roughened and cracked skin from the years of hard work in the field,
Let me kiss them,
As a reminder to this office gentleman,
That it was this poor farmer’s hands that have fed the world.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
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4/25/2024 9:49:37 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Yes, Spiritual seeker, The thought expressed in this poem is fantastic. I love this poem. Happy you are back with your new poems.