Every Wave Of Grain Poem by Gene Gamble

The knowledge of the ground, That plow that turns the soil;
Fruitful goods grow all around, Making happiness out of toil;

Wonders what the weather brings, Then a bounty one has in store-
The Lord will touch all these things, Rewarding the farmer for the chore.

If a drought don't starve the crops, The rain won't drown them out;
Hoping to fill shelves in the shops, releasing the world of some doubt;

A farmer's life is but a risk, Everyday a financial gamble;
Enduring the struggle to exist, Constantly fighting the price battle;

Content to what the promise has in store, Abiding faith in the harvest to bring-
The Lord will reward a farmer for his chore, in Blessing Every Wave Of Grain!