Remember the Super Bowl commercial this year featuring Paul Harvey’s by Ram Trucks? The commercial was several minutes long and it featured farmers and pretty farmland across America.
It was quite touching for lots of folks. It made me tear up just a bit, too! A few months after the commercial aired, I got to thinking….what about the farmer’s wife? I was inspired to write my own version! Last week, the poem ran in the De Smet News.
I’d like to dedicate this poem to my Mama. She was the first person I shared it with, she helped me edit it and she inspired several of the lines within the poem. Here we are at the Centralia Fair last summer, it was about a zillion degrees & we were washing calves.
I still have no idea how she can remember schedules for five busy girls + her own + her husband’s.
She has a registered herd of Charolais cows, Angell-Thomas Charolais, too. She feeds them rain or shine and only needs help on big days like AI Day, muddy days or the occasional blizzard.
Of course the whole poem is not about my Mom! It is about all farmer’s wives and Mom’s. While I wrote the lines I thought about the many experiences of the women I know in small towns. Most of the lines I wrote go back to a real woman & her true story.
I hope this poem is inspiring and uplifting to the many women who fill any portion of being a “farmer’s wife.” It is a big job! Mother’s Day is quickly approaching, so I had the idea to have the poem all dolled-up so it could be printed and framed. I asked my most, most, most favorite graphic designer, Emily Curtis, of the Empact Design to help me out.
Here is what she came up with!
If you’d like to purchase a copy of this print – please visit my store. It’s for sale there for $10 + shipping. I know lots of people feel comfortable paying with Paypal, so that is an option!
Just one great inspiring post after another. Beautiful words! Keep them coming, I look forward to your blog, Sierra. (I even see my very own Farmer in the background at Centralia Fair) 🙂
I see him – I didn’t notice that before, too funny! Thanks for your support! 🙂
I guess it doesn’t matter where our farm/ranch is located, the job of a farmer’s wife is very similar. God gave us an incredible gift.
Sierra, I love it! I am quickly learning the role. I would like to order 5. Thank you! Love you! Marie
Marie, I have all your frames ready! I will bring them to you early next week. 🙂
I would like them framed. Ty!
I would like to order two framed copies. What kind of frames are they? Thanks.
This is awesome!! Please let me know how to order the unframed prints….I’d like to order quite a few….maybe as many as 8!!!
Hi there Sara – I just emailed you with details!
I would like an unframed copy. I do have a paypal account. Your poem is wonderful. You must have known my mother.
I just send you a link from Paypal. Please email me at firstname.lastname@example.org with the address you would like it mailed to! As soon as I receive payment, I will put it in the mail! Thanks – Sierra
How neat! Thank you for sharing! 🙂
Love! Love! Love! Yes, I would love to have one framed and shipped. I am from Centralia, KS 🙂 Thank you for your beautiful words – and for sharing!!
Hi there – I grew up in Centralia, Mo!
That is really neat, I love your poem! I live not too far from centralia in Stephens near millersburg exit. I heard of your poem and googled it it is awesome, such a creative addition! Bless you and keep up the wonderful things you are doing! Neat that you arenot a movie star, but a Person that we all can identify with! 😉
Sierra, Love the rendition!
The only thing I thought I would change to fit my life is: gentle hands to tame show calves, and then I saw the picture that you also grew up showing cattle! (HAHA) I am surprised we never crossed paths as I am originally from Brookfield, Mo and showed all over Missouri!
Enjoy South Dakota!
This is just perfect! As a farm wife, mother to four kids, part-time dental assistant, part-time photographer, a fellow blogger, and 4-H leader I really appreciate this. Thank you for writing it!
I shared this on the Farm Safety For Just Kids Facebook page. (I’m the marketing director): https://fbcdn-sphotos-h-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-prn1/603682_10151580693234525_1372710069_n.jpg
I noticed it’s also been shared on The Farm Wife’s Facebook page: https://fbcdn-sphotos-e-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-prn1/945085_330904890369859_637134970_n.jpg
Just in case you weren’t aware how much it has resonated with people. 🙂
So glad I found your blog…became a farmers wife two years ago and this really hits home…I hope I can inspire my girls to grow up and want to be farmers wives!!
I grew up a farm girl, and I cannot wait to raise my kids on the farm. Your poem is fantastic and I hope to be that farmers wife someday. This is truly amazing and so true. Thank you for writing this.
Thank you for this. I was raised on a dairy farm and this was back when we butchered our own meat. I milked cows for yrs just my mom and I as my dad got sick and couldn’t work. It was a tough life but the lessons I learned I still carry with me
Beautifully written! I’ll bet Paul Harvey had thought of doing this companion piece. If only this country had more farmers and wives. We’d be in a lot better shape! Thank you farmers for maintaining traditional American values and work ethic. God bless you all!
Thank you for sharing this, it is awesome! I too am a farmers wife and no truer words were ever written!! Gotta love hard working farm families!
Thank you for your poem, Sierra. It is good to see how the life of a farmer has changed over the years yet is still the same. I had thought that both members of a farming couple were referred to as farmers now. They both have always done an extraordinary amount of work to feed the world.
My grandparents were farmers. They bought, kept up payments on, and raised four children on a central Minnesota farm during the Great Depression. The work of a farmer’s wife was similar, but I have a few things to add:
Make breakfast for her husband and her older children so that they, too, can do chores before heading to school;
Wake her younger children and get them out to school;
Clean the house at a level compared to a hospital operating room;
Tend her own “special” garden of tender fruits and vegetables that would bring in extra cash;
Make lunch for her husband, hired man and anyone else who was helping in the fields or with the cattle;
At special times of the year, this included a very large dinner for threshers and neighbors who joined Grandpa and Grandma to bring in the harvest, using her best tablecloths, dinnerware and foods – especially pies;
Making her daughters slips from flour sacks, dresses (and pants for her sons) out of her own clothes – even coats;
Keeping “the books;”
Working in the fields with her husband – plowed by a horse or mule and full of rocks that needed to be removed every year;
Playing the organ at church on Sunday;
Teaching Sunday School;
Working with the church and community groups to help the many without homes or food;
Taking her third child 100 miles from home multiple times for medical treatment (on the train);
Being a mother.
Farming isn’t easy for any member of the farming family. Thank God there are still people wanting to farm.
I forgot to add: first-responder (nurse), teacher, entertainer, comforter, cheerleader.
Kate – thanks for sharing about your grandmother. I agree, the lists of tasks that many farm women complete could never fit into a short, little poem. My grandmother also had dresses made from flour sacks. Sounds like she was a very busy, admirable lady!
I would like to buy 5 prints of God Made A Farmer’s Wife- do you have any framed and what is the cost. I will be auctioning these at a Junior Limousin Field Day to
go to our Junior College Schlorship Fund – this is on Jund 16. I would be glad to
call you if you have a number available.
Bertha Jarnagin 865-933-5063
Is your framed poem of So God Made a Farmers Wife still available?
Are you still selling copies of you Farmer’s wife poem?
Hello! I am sorry, I’m not. Thanks, Sierra
how do I get a copy of a so god made a farmers wife. Love the poem since being a farmers wife
All the hours spent year after year, planning, preparing and planting yet another garden, that is blessed by god and kissed by the sun. Then in the cool hours of early morning she quietly gives thanks to god as she hand picks with care, its bouniful harvest that she and her girls together will prepare, preserve, can, pickle, jelly, cure and even dry (using her 100 year old cold smoker she picked up at the PTA rummage and bake sale, ) a year of garden greatness. Her girls pick out a few jars if thier best as 4H County Fair entries in hopes of taking home this years Best of Show award winner. Some jars are set aside as christmas gifts for friends and nieghbors . The many jars remaining are stored in the cellar next to the jerky cured and canned , once again stocked with food for this winters table. All starting from the seeds a nieghbor gave in exchange for 2 dozen eggs and a pair of her young rabbits..
Hi I just saw this beautiful poem. Im hoping i can still buy one of these via paypal. Please send me an email. thanks.
Hello, I’m sorry I am no longer selling the poems. Thank you for the kind words.