The Tomato Farmer's Delight Poem

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A farmer tills the soil with care,
Under the sun's warm, glowing glare,
His love for farming runs so deep,
Tomato fields, he tends to keep.
He sows the seeds with gentle hand,
In rows so straight, across the land,
He waters them with tender care,
And shields from pests with watchful stare.
With patience, he waits day by day,
As tiny sprouts emerge in May,
He tends to them with sweat and toil,
His heart rejoices in the soil.
The sun and rain, they do their part,
And soon, red fruits, a work of art,
Tomatoes ripe, plump and sweet,
A farmer's labor, truly neat.
He picks them, juicy, red and round,
And packs them up, without a frown,
To market, where they find their way,
To tables where they make a stay.
So here's a toast, to the farmer's plight,
A tomato farmer's pure delight,
With hard work, love, and nature's grace,
He brings us tomatoes to embrace.