With every dawn, the farm does wake,
The cows, the goats, the pigs partake,
A life of love, of toil, of cheer,
In nature’s arms, there’s nothing to fear.
❤️🫰
With every dawn, the farm does wake,
The cows, the goats, the pigs partake,
A life of love, of toil, of cheer,
In nature’s arms, there’s nothing to fear.
❤️🫰