Look up on the hill
A baby calf lies
silent and still
Laying underneath
the tree
Sleeping away as
peaceful as can be
Mama's nearby
So I dare not get
close
one kick from her
My ass will be toast
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
A walk though the woods Peaceful, happy, and full of life The birds singing in the trees the rustling of leaves at your feet feel the wind...
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