The cows were meandering
Along a roadside fence
Saw the bull last week
But haven't seen him since.
I parked my car and stood ‘long side
All the cows stop chewing
Looked straight in my direction
I guess I'm worth a viewing.
Some of them came over
To really see myself
Shyness or fear it looks like
Is put upon the shelf.
Little babies by the moms
What a joy they are to see
One of the best parts of country
At least it is to me.
If you have never tried this, my friend
Pick a warm summer day
Have yourself a cow viewing
Listen to what they have to say.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem