'Dear' This Is Why 'You' Milk 'It' Poem by James McLain

'dear' this is why 'you' milk me
is it just because
While your looking out the window
you see them running all around.

And still you know that freedom
will can not, be bought or ever sold
for a single jar
thats full history and my rich clay.


It is not in the actual milking and though
I lay it by your hands.
It is not where your hands move to,
as they roam across this land

'dear' this is why 'you' milk me,
and this is why i love you.
'you' milk me just to watch the milk
come out like shooting stars at night.