The grower of green
sprout the ground
designing the land
a beauty for year
The gardener of nature
respects water and sunlight
to him they divine
as long as he is alive
The nurturer of life
dies all the year long
comes back joyously
to give life to the world
The man born to farming
is the God of our life
without him, we are dead
lets stop him dying
Written for April A-Z Challenge...!!!







