The fears of a cow – TB

26 Mar

In pairs as they dance,
They dance with their opposites.
Nights partner day.
Hot chases away cold.
Soils hold onto grass.
And then courage sweeps away fear.
Loud noises, loud voices vanish.
Flying things black, blue and green continue flying, fly away!
Small four – legged yappers be gone!
And you two-legged things can leave me to be at one.
I want to feast on the shoots, discover new leaves, sample new grasses and then rest under a big shady tree.


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