Living as a farmer.
Walking through a garden of conflicting
I plough the fields and drop my seeds.
Grains of hardwork,happiness and many more were my seeds.
Day after day
I water these grains with my emotions.
Some days the water overflows.
Somedays it yields beautiful flowers
Some days we battle erosion.
And we also deal with termites.
I lost a high percentage of my harvest to natural disasters.
That doesn't mean I will stop farming.
A proud farmer I remain and a day will come that I will yield bountiful harvests.