Sunday Muse #127, where we’re inspired
by a charming photo of girl and cow.
Submitted to The Sunday Muse
September 27, 2020
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There’s an admirable complacency about a cow
She seems to avoid worry, I don’t know how
On a hot summer’s day, she finds cool creek mud
And just stands in it while chewing her cud
When it’s milking time, she heads for the shed
She’s no written schedule, it’s all in her head
The life of a cow, to the best of my knowing
Is just giving milk and occasionally lowing.
Oh Bev .... I was the girl who walked six cows (I named all of them) to and from pasture every day of my summers growing up. Across a creek, always fearful I would slip off one of the rocks. You brought it back.
ReplyDeleteThis is sweet, and the meter and rhyme fit perfectly.
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderful Beverly and the rhyme is perfection!
ReplyDeleteMooo! LOL!
ReplyDeleteThis I like a lot, Beverly. The rhyme is great also.
ReplyDeleteI think Riley was a cow. BUT THEN, there is the breeding and having a baby or two every year.
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Club Bovine sounds very restorative!
ReplyDeleteSounds like a great thing these days
ReplyDeleteA gentle celebration of routine and enjoying the day around interruptions, etc.
ReplyDeleteLovely rhyme of a gentle animal.
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