Me and dad check the cows
Every time we’ve been out
We’ve found the cows astray
So me and dad put them back in their
place
Then we rebuild the fence
With my dad red in the face
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
Thunder Lightening A Storm is brewing Rain Floods I hope not Wash away all that is useless Wash away all that is rotten begin life again
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