'I don't like Poetry' br Said the husband to the wife.. br 'I've no time for such things br I live a Farmers life' br But the wife said 'dear husband' br 'you live a poets poem' br do you not reap the harvest br of seeds by whick you've sown? br I've seen you bow your head in thanks br when God answered prayers for rain br i've seen your eyes shine with pride br with every baby calf you name' br ' I guess poetrys okay' he said br as he kissed that farmers wife br and silently he thanked the Lord br she saw poetry in their life....