By Katherine Griscom
The work is heavy, yet we are grateful.
For harder times, we prepare
Be it winter or be it drought.
The weight on our backs cannot compare
To our strength, but never our doubt.
We draw our strength from peace and past.
We know the work won’t always last.
We work to support our children
In a simple hope that they won’t have to slave
Yet learn they
The value of work.