We shall reap what we sow that I know
even though I have nothing to sow since
from my first harvest all those years ago
for my field has its fruits since than and now
enough to see me through and more
I share when I can and give when I can
and save a little for famine may come a times

I will not come to your field to steal
neither will I beg or borrow from you
I will not pour weeds seeds on your field
neither will I trod or damage what is yours
I have nothing to sow, my fields have enough fruits
to my maker I give thanks for blessings

So pardon me when I say
the sowers have more to do than me
for the tilt and toil and walk the land
sowing here and sowing there
in all weathers come rain or shine
I looked above and question why

The Good lord said I'll tell you why
they see your field and want theirs like yours
but when you planted your seeds earlier in life
you did it all with love and wished none harm
in love it grew fertile and bountiful again and again
for real love and truth endures and you are blessed.......