Cold weather does not dampen
the village farmers to go to the fields

After performing the Fajr Prayer
when the sun is still asleep
in the night crib

They, farmers
has set foot towards
rice fields

Walk among lush corn trees
that has been fruitful
dew that sticks to corn leaves
crashed to the ground when rubbed
the farmer's arms

That's the rice field
he is friends with morning dew
the cold that he didn't care about

After leaving in the afternoon
dew on the leaves of corn
it also left the farmer
This Bitmoji belongs to sweet-memory

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_{Posted from Telokanda Hive Dapp}