** the pastures **
These sweet pastures
Rich grass green and lush for dairy cows
What joy their dairy products bring
The abrupt sharp zest of natural yogurt
Deep heavy golden dollops of creams
Rivers of frothy swirling milk
Bricks of yellow translucent butter
Wheels and wedges of formidable cheeses
All these from pastures raised
Tendered herd as if were family
Cows lazy hip swaying waddle in to milking
Replaced by skittish trot out to fields once more
As regular as the seasons and more accurate than a clock
A part of life and day and morning and afternoon
This life lived to rhythms of the dairy
The rhythms of the farm
All build upon the rich lush green grass
Lounge and bedroom and home for the mooing herd
Pastures safe and sweet for cherished bovine workforce.
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