Sunbeams, golden, are trailing;
Through the gloom, a smile I see,
The sun is shining on me,
...
Therefore, have no fear of clouds,
In the calm of the morning they shroud;
For behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the sun, and its glory entwining;
Take heart, and have faith in the morrow.”
After every hard rain, the sunshine comes sparkly shiny and glorious!
There have been so many long days of hard work at the farm lately, we are ready for the sparkly sun rays now, we have faith in the morrow 😊
#hardwork #pastured #eggs #farmlife #sunafterrain #aftertherain #sunrays #glorious #sun #pasturedeggs #poetry
--from the poem "The Rainy Day" by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Photography by Haydn
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