Freezing cold, wet through
On the Fells she feeds her flock
Farmer’s fortitude
Heavenhappens
"This is a brief life. But in its brevity it offers us Some splendid moments Some meaningful adventures" Rudyard Kipling
Freezing cold, wet through
On the Fells she feeds her flock
Farmer’s fortitude
Heavenhappens 
Wonderful use of alliteration 🙂
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Thank you x it seemed to fit with the theme x
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I like the sturdy admiration of this. Alice
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Good, they deserve it don’t they! x
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The alliteration of “f” gives fortitude to the very sound of your haiku! Stunning!
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What a lovely comment x thank you x
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If anyone needs fortitude, it is a farmer! And you have honored their quiet endurance of adversity in your poem!
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They certainly do, especially our hill farmers who work in bitterly cold and wet conditions. Thanks for reading and commenting x I do value your readership as you are such a talented poet!
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Here, where there are still many farmers, I’m in awe of them daily, regardless of season. Well done!
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Thanks x our farmers have had a rotten time with all the problems and the weather is awful on the hills x I too admire them enormously x
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You certainly got your mileage out of the f-words! 🙂 Great alliteration!
Fortitude of Shadows
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Yes maybe a bit over the top there but it seemed right at the time! Our farmers are having a really bad time and I think they are so hard working x
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