The cow in the meadow
calls to the moon.
I think she is looking for love.
The cow in the meadow
croons and croons,
to the full moon above.
How the cow in the meadow
has made a mistake!
Her cooing and mooing
keeps me awake.
Her noise is something
I can not take.
Now that cow in the meadow
soon will be steak.
I was up early working today. Can you guess what woke me up? I don't need an alarm clock, Nature gets me up. Can you write a poem about what gets you up? Can you draw a picture to go with your poem? I'm looking forward to drawing a cow to go with this poem. Have fun writing and sketching.
There is so much good in the worst of us,
and so much bad in the best of us,
that it hardly becomes any of us
to talk about the rest of us. --Edward Wallace Hoch, 1849-1925.
Dear Joy,
ReplyDeleteThanks for continuously writing great poetry and sharing it with us. You are very talented and fun!
Thanks for the "great," Joan. I'm not sure about that, but I hope the ending gave you a laugh.
DeleteMaybe the cow is calling for a mate and hoping the moon has influence or can grant wishes. ;) Thanks for all your fun poems~
ReplyDeleteGosh, Linda. And here I was thinking this might explain why the cow jumped over the moon. But I don't know what happened with that dirty dish and spoon. They seem to have run away.
DeleteThanks for all of your comments.
Lovelly post
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