As he farmed, hard labor left his hands callused, the....

As he farmed, hard labor left his hands callused,.... : Quote by Brenda Sutton Rose

“ As he farmed, hard labor left his hands callused, the sun bleached his hair, his face leathered, and his heart throbbed with music. ”

Brenda Sutton Rose
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