Don’t bite the hand that feeds

“Don’t bite the hand that feeds”
is what my mother said to me
Food gives us life and pleasure
in health and sickness and
freedom and leisure
Fresh produce off our land
Lovingly laboured by our
farmers hand
It isn’t a romantic fantasy
living in the beautiful scenery
The troubles, toils, hardships
and labour
in weather conditions
we wouldn’t favour
It’s what our food has grown upon
with dedication and commitment
far outdone.
So as I recall the respect instilled in me
“Don’t bite the hand that feeds”
Let our local farms be free!