Poem by Paul Guenette

This Virus Knows No Boundaries
 
Farmers turn the dirt
My uncles in rural Michigan sure did
My birth certificate says occupation father: farmer
With borrowed tractor and harrows strong
Corn, vegetables, dairy, and beef
My big sisters helped, could name all the tools
We put up vegetables to eat all winter
 
Farmers turn the dirt
In rural Senegal my uncles farmed too
My host tribe so gentle and generous, and poor
With hand tools from branches and backs bent strong
Millet and sorghum in the rainy season
My little sisters hauled water, prepared our food
Fight the birds and rats, make it last all year

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Paul Guenette is a recently retired economic development manager with expertise in international agribusiness. Mr. Guenette designed and managed development programs in a career spanning 45 years and 90 countries. 

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