Dairy Angels Watching — Postcards From Tipsy

A Poem By Mr. C. Cow Riding high above the town. Cow in the clouds looking down. Like an dairy angel watching over the herd. Moving box on wheels higher then a bird. A curve makes you disappear from view. Miles make you a memory new. I wonder as I look around. What wonders there I […]

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