The Gathering Poem by cheryl davis miller

I watched as the mother cow’s gathered,
to await as another gave birth.
As for ages human Mothers have gathered,
to assist all over this earth.

The cow’s let her know they are with her
they lick her; as her baby approaches.
I watch as they stand through the twilight
and bed down, as the darkness encroaches.

It touched my heart this faithfulness;
demonstrated by the ‘ladies bovine.’
It touches me more the knowing
it is part of our ‘Creators, design.’

The wonder’s of all His creation;
is made evident to us all everywhere.
This occurred to me as I watched the cow’s gather
so this telling I wanted to share.