COWS---A poem by O.L. Buzzerd

 

aint they purdy

them momma cows

with their big brown eyes

and long eye lashes

 

why the very sight of em

makes your heart melt

and you just wanna give em a hug

 

cows smell

well, like cows

but their milk is sweet

and their whole attitude is

laid back and easy going

relaxed in deep breathing

accepting their lot

don't expect much

 

they don't get too excited

about much of anything

they mosey

they eat

they flatulate

that's it

that's their job

 

they don't get caught up in the daily news

or in the pressure of work

they just take what nature gives

and let it go at that

 

they get criticized

but all they do is eat green grass

so they ARE part of the Green movement

 

why, can you imagine a world

without their gentle moos

their slow walkin' ways

 

ever seen a herd of cows on a hillside

it's enough to take your breath away

now that there is peaceful

Buddha would be proud

 

we need cows

to give us an example

on how to be happy and content

 

you would be too

if you could sleep standin' up.

 

-O.L. Buzzerd

Poet and author of "the Zen of Cows."

 

 

 

 

 

 

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