Till day is done – Rice fields

Sleepy sun rolls over, still time to snooze Moon moves Pai Gow tiles more time to loose

Surrounding dark holds shadows at bay   From too short sleep I greet new day Greedy Chop Stick clings to rice            Stomach growls as I kick the mice  Waste not time to eat, no time to tarry          Leaning on hoe, basket heaved to carry   

 As I trudge up hill yawning sun reflects        The stalks of rice that overnight have slept  Awakening now deeply drink waters sweet Stretching high while roots dig deep  

 Bending low, work has no end in sight.        Day turtle slow while rabbit fast the night

All too soon my body will forever rest       While soaring soul to heaven blessed 



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