Cowboys
sing to lowing steers
trying to calm their skittish fears,
for cows spook
easy, can surprise
will start a run in dark of night
Cows once watered,
bedded down
will find some comfort on cold ground,
but hooves are sore,
and muscles ache
coyote howls keep them awake
So cowboys circle round
the herd
they stand their watch, they take their turn,
sense cows like
children, once they're fed
need lullabies to go to bed
Nervous steers
will jump the gun
the slightest noise will spark a run,
and with a fury,
lickity-split
run for miles before they quit
So cowboys sing, as coyotes
bay
sweet A Cappella serenades,
them weary cows appreciate
the extra
effort that is made
Song soothes bad tempers, calming fears
it gentles
down those edgy steers,
who otherwise bolt in a snap
at a lightening bolt
or thunder clap
Cows, I'm certain, are aware
that they and men in common
share
the beauty of a starry night
lit by the moon and campfire light
and
cowboys know that lullabies
make cows behave in calmer ways,
for song
puts men and cows at ease
till finally both fall fast asleep.
©
d.knape
October 5, 2013
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