Leader
The sun that rises in the east Serves as time for a baker putting a teaspoon of yeast Trying to match and bake enough bread for the citizen at least Even if he feels the cold windy breeze Its 5:30 in the morning when he finishes final touches Serving all the bread to town, with quail eggs found in the nest Drinking coffee, talking to his people Hey! I forgot to tell you he's the leader who serve them with his mind and soul Good morning everyone!
8 comments
To lead is in my bones but not large followers
Its okay dear, big or small as long as you know how to be a good leader,you are trully a leader
Nice poem😊
Thank you so much dear😇
A great poem to start my day :))
Yay!good afternoon!
an excellent poem for all those people who are dedicated to being bakers so that we have bread on our tables.
Indeed dear. Thank you so much😇