Old Blue
Wake up in the morning to the old rooster
Head to the kitchen for my morning coffee
Then I put my boots on and start the day
Old blue was waiting outside in the cold
Covered in snow but ready to go
I attached the hay for to old blue
When I went to crank the old tractor
It didn’t move
I sprayed some starter fluid up in old blue
And she started with no problem
Stopped by the shop to get some water
Then headed to the hay barn to feed the cows
It was a slow morning
The cows were all together trying to stay warm
I could just see the calves shivering in the cold
I finished feeding the cows then headed back to the shop
For the rest of the day I worked on the old farm truck
It had been acting up lately and needed major work
By the end of the day I just wanted to sit down
I walked up to the house and went inside
I went into the kitchen, grabbed some food and a drink
And I went to go sit down in my favorite chair
Hours later I woke up in my chair still tired
So, I went back to my bed and ended the day on the farm with old blue
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