Let the might and the great
Roll in splendor and state,
I envy them not, I declare it.
I eat my own lamb,
My own chicken and ham;
I shear my own sheep and I wear it.
I have lawns and green bowers,
Fresh fruits and fine flowers,
The lark is my bright morning charmer.
So God bless the plow
In the future as now–
A health and long life to the farmer.
~Old English Rhyme
So sweet. I ♥ the picture of the kids inside the wheel!