Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

one morning jess came to the door
and i saw the beauty
the sexy lucious fur and those deep eyes
she liked me to chase her around the yard
eat apples
go around the niegborhood and make humbug
i loved her
she walked with me like some people have dogs
i touched her on her head, grabbed her horns
i still love her
i wonder
if they will remember me?
i think they will
this morning. i hear. they ate out of thier new human s hand
i did good
i taught them that some of us are trustworthy
kiss a buffalo
it will change your ideas about love
they were looking at me when it was time to put them in the trailor
with such love
they didnt want to go
they did not know where they were going
but
they like thier new place
i hear

this is sort of sad, but interesting

It was - but they moved to 4000 acres in john day Oregon
And they do remember me

All nature is a mass of rhythmatic beauty, and how we choose to see that is a reflections of our souls. You are outstanding in your thoughts and in how you write. I am greateful to read what you post. Thank you.

Jess