The distant hills call to me.
Their rolling waves seduce my heart.
Oh, how I want to graze their lush valleys.
Oh, how I want to run down their green slopes.
Alas, I cannot.
Damn the electric fence!
Damn the electric fence!
Thank you.
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2 Comments
Rose M SIMPKINS · October 21, 2021 at 5:02 AM
Poor cows…
Mercedes Jenouri · October 21, 2021 at 5:13 AM
In more ways than one! Poor dear, sweet babies. But they know poetry, which is good. Have a wonderful day.