Poetry Collection Dedicated To My Mother's Memory |
| This poem is based on something that really happened to me and it was written for javajenn's Campfire. Bulls For Sale Bulls For Sale Fine Black Angus herd Grazing so contentedly Lush green hillside Seasons come and go Nostrils glisten in the sun Fall, Winter and Spring The sight comforts me When all worries arrive I picture them there One April morning A sign - "Angus Bulls For Sale" No herd to be seen Assuming the worst I sadly turn to go home Hiding human tears Another fine day New additions to the group Frisky Calves graze too Faith restored, I smile Maybe with a little time Problems can be solved.... |