Treasure Island

Patti Masterman


Bessie Was A Cow


Bessie was a cow,
Flower was a goat;
Two better friends
You would never know.

Bessie trimmed the grass,
And Flower ate the weeds;
A pair of better gardeners
You would never need.

Wherever Flower went,
Bessie went there too;
If Flower ate some clothes,
Bessie watched with rue.

If Bessie ate some hay,
Flower ate some clover-
If one passes heaven,
They'll both get over.

Submitted: Sunday, June 03, 2012
Edited: Monday, June 04, 2012

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  • Smoky Hoss (6/9/2012 7:07:00 PM)

    An absolutely wonderful poem.
    Best friends are lifes best times! even into forever... (Report) Reply

  • Blue Dragonfly (6/5/2012 5:02:00 AM)

    Thank you for sharing Bessie and Flower with us. It is so heart warming to read about their friendship
    and get a good visual as they enjoyed being with eachother all the way to heaven. It is a great one to start
    the day with (Report) Reply

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